Okay - new one, a bit more complex:
"Them murmur now remember", Tom fewed, "sons still go of yetting, wander in forgotten kinging, evilness in lonely thinging from folk walk are heed thatless ground."
this has rhyme and rythm if you read it loud- cool. [img]smilies/tongue.gif[/img]
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And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass.
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