As I was
neither going to,
or from,
St.Ives,
Merrymeet,
Pensilva,
or Liskeard;
I found it rather hard
to even begin
to start
setting out,
or returning home,
as, so I’ve heard,
all roads tend to roam.
By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
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