Pantagruel quartered a three-eyed horse who had nothing good to say of anything or anybody.
The nag said nay to the niggling farnsworth,
Judge, preacher, stablecleaner, none were spared.
Such equine wrath no quarter it drew forth,
Shovelbearers hid from the tri-orbit stare.
Judge, preacher, stablecleaner, none were spared.
Such equine wrath no quarter it drew forth,
Shovelbearers hid from the tri-orbit stare.
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