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All I wanted was to find the
truth, Subtle and elusive though it be, However insusceptible to proof, Ever stranger than the world we see, Revealed to us as probability. And so I found in humor a fit foil, Rendering the world a tad askew. I would with relish expectations roil, And with a wry pun pertly turn the soil, Not distant from a different kind of true. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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