Scansion of scanty lines.
Scansion of scanty lines,
Is how we lovers follow wine.
Scapegoats live in their own scenery
They never ever mind.
But the gratia is that they are not blind
We are not worldly drunkards and it is not worldly wine.
Throw us to the scavengers of death, we will never mind.
Sometimes it rocks, sometimes it soothe
Is what others say.
But we are always in charming mood.
These are scansion of scanty lines.
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