Brown.. Brown..
Settle down, lest you drown, or
Run aground
A moment's whiff
Might find you nude
But not for lacking
Any good! Brown?
Brown, settle down, or
I can see you
run aground
But as you gaze
Out past the mound
Enjoin the crowd,
Come! Bid them, bow
Brown.. Hey, Brown,
Look around
Your walls have all but
Fallen down.
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