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Finished (the truncated sonnet) (25/07/10 16:36:57)
    The games all played, the fanfares made, now gone
    Spectators with the painted faces - home
    Where thousands cheered we now are seeing none
    The fleeting minds have changed the place to roam
    The kings, prime ministers and presidents
    Who saw their teams get sweat and sore, then lose
    Have now gone back to other residents
    within their chambers, playing it in twos
    You will insult them if you call them strumpets
    At least you will not hear those plastic trumpets
HIII
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Finished (the truncated sonnet)