Shore Devoted Us.

Ambrose is dextrous for then I was,
Ought to levitate that was in joust
For then the mess is the will of fox
Cast and foment as though a dove,
Has shore devoted us to gloves
Is such hatchet west
To my own death be rough.
As I was sermon then damned
As all was less,
Hydrogen was my demand.

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