ModernBard

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Ask them to play all the numbers.

Later, we\'ll lead them asunder.

Some of them wealthy and wise

Are likely to serve up surprise.

And before we are tasked to begin

They\'ll rise up, expel all this sin.

From border to border they ride;

Their pride twice as bold as their stride.

But given to outrageous fictions,

They soon start to doubt their convictions.

The banners they flew from on high

Are now the main cause of their sighs.