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O blank verse gods, forgive me: I have rhymed.
Last night I finished up a sonnet I
have been composing for about a year.
Why did it take so long? It's written in
the Rikchik language, which is spoken by
deaf aliens with many tentacles.

It's currently in the revision stage,
but after rikchik finds the many flaws,
(and once I fix them) I will post it here.

(Yes, it's about my love for lumpybeast.)