Beholding the well gone bad
A void of news
On the seafloor mad
Round our neck a noose
Nay, there might also then be
Some sort of spree
Rife
More than trickling
As a threat
Never met
In life
Neveronebody tells
Really
Us
Anything
We just get
Deceitful
Buckets
On the dire spells
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