Scaffale Dust layered Web of Spider weaving over that soothing ink over that glued tissue of paper over that omniscient lord of words Pulled the hardcover Norton Waving his neighbor Riverside Queen Victoria sneak out To chat with her newly pal Fitzgerlad "Would you like to have a cup of tea?" "How about listening this piece of Jazz?" Look ! Here comes Vonnegut the grotesque With contempt that social conversation bringing his panaroid of Tralfamadore gloating that disastor in the following On the other side Joyce strolling in the labyrinth of meditation Poor Stephen Dedalus lost in the labyrinth, Maestro's pitfall and intrigue which desperately needed the annontation, the emergecy call driven by the efficient, efficious seer Ganduff --

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