ROYAL
PAINS
too
late
to
withdraw the word “fate”
no
hesitate
I
don't hibernate
so
unfortunate
late,fate,late,fate
however
Kate
estates
n escalates
the
matter
no
wonder I must concentrate
withdraw
fate
to
learn , heal
the
ill
down
the rough hill
my
dull instinct still
steel
re commendably still
tame
the horn-bill
pay
the nuisance horn bill
grill
and remain real n ideal
am
I exceptional?
Regional
n national?
Too
rude, harsh n exponential
“thrill
is drill”
my
soul at will
will
and
ought to nil
down
to zero
emerge
an hero
exceptionally
wise
otherwise
the
dice
dropped
a million dollar spice
charity
in the ice
the
fate ,fate the only vice
vice
to evil
and
the master devil
fate,
fate I rob you through the gate
I
damp you to the magistrate
to
castrate
thee
with constant frustrate.
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