When the lack of variation
Settles down on one’s surrounds
Piling on laboriousness
Where long-winded dull abounds
Uneventfulness ad nauseam pats
On dripping rooftop sounds
Incessant uniformity
Somehow endlessly expounds
No escape afforded
In the going nowhere ground
As the weariness of dreariness
Must inevitably confound
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