So…

So dium flares above my head.

So nar pinging beneath my seas.

So crates says a pithy thing,

that brings my senses to their knees

So lar panels upon a roof,

I try not to look,

I stay aloof.

So viet missiles no longer exist

as there’s no So viet Union,

said no So cialist, ever.

So dastream needs a replacement bottle, the fizz has gone So mewhere, wherever!

So fa beckons, I hear it’s call,

So, I must go; goodbye, one and all!

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