Ahem,
My dear Vimes just shed, not yet an hour ago
He looked quite remarkable, he sparkled and glowed!
His scales her so smooth, he was practically soft
In such a fine state, I thought to show him off
I brought him downstairs, only Father was there
He is not fond of snakes, but I didn't care
I sang of his grandeur, his dearness, his size
Slowly grabbing the interest of my Father's blue eyes
He looked over from his spot on my mother's new couch
And I thought to myself, "I've won over this grouch!"
But then, alas, as I spoke of Vimes' wit
All over the couch, he took a huge :cens0r:
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