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Originally Posted by m42
*grunt* *ugh*
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Be still now, the poetry of thy tongue, lest we swoon in aesthetic rapture; ensnare us not with thy wordsome wiles, neither confund our senses with airy verse and tender tropes! For it is the unique grace of the gentler sex to soothe troubled waters with honeyed tongue, and our strength fails our limbs in face of the languorous rhythms of thy speech.