As I lay in this dump of Knitty Knatty Party Planners
I look at the pool of waste laid before me.
What am I to do with this, I can't join my tanners
I think and fret and finally decide to take out my wand
Oh what revelerie might exist beyond the wall
When my wand brings me a perfect Knight so tall
Enter Patrick stage left.
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