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Once upon a time I was afflicted with droppsy
My god, I'm free at last:
Dropped, from the land of the double 'P':
That stalked and haunted all my dreams
How I hated, to dropp into sleep
Or dropp a hint, and ruin the line;
Though drop spelled rightly's so divine.
It came and went, that ghostly curse,
Always screwing with my verse;
The spell check helpless in it's spell,
Though now we laugh and love the tale
Of the dungeons, where the double 'P'
Held us prisoner; but now we're free!
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