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Once upon a midnight tumbling,
While I pondered, weak and fumbling,
O'er many a quaint and curious post of forgotten meme;
While I reblogged, almost napping,
Suddenly there came a snapping,
As if someone were clap-backing,
Sipping tea (lips gently smacking)
Upon my textpost dreams.
“Tis but a hater” muttered I, “talking in reams.”
“With little worth and no esteem.”