He gave, some.
Expected NOTHING.
Got a little.
And then probably,
though nobody really cared,
excepting a few relatives
and close associations,
disappeared into
the basic accident
that comprised it all.
Saying, with all commcometant characterisibility,
"Geodeon Fwurittance, Mon Flair Bokwoood.."
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Irrony Observes The Earthing.