Misconstrued but I thought it clear,
The situation that was at hand.
Silly me, tricks are for kicks
For none the wiser could have foreseen
Loyalty ground to slush when all
Illusions come to an end.
This mischievous motley of inquisition
Rivals that of a cat’s, oh my!
And with a cumbersome breath
I blew caution to the West
But with what intent? I
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