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Sisyphus
Far too clever for his own good
Deceitful and quite crafty
He got up to stuff that no king should
In fact, he got plain nasty
Killing folk and cheating death
Is not proper or obedient
Thus when it came to his last breath
Zeus couldn’t be less lenient
Forced to push a boulder up a hill
But never reach the top
Could make a chap feel queasy-ill
If not allow...
Sunday 10th November 2019 11:16 am
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