27 Feet Long

Burned on fire!
Censers and basins;
But 27 feet long is this field of yours,
And it is used in the service of your muse.

Hollow, follow, yellow, fellow, mellow;
With bronze articles to respect your muse,
But she spoke cordially with him.

Wide, hide, tide, side, bide, stride, pride, ride, vide;
But 27 feet long is this field of yours!
And he spoke cordially with her,
Because, a more prominent seat was prepared for her as the fire came around! !

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