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(An ambassador's deputy)

The king sent out a decree;
Calling beggars from all nook and cranny
Come ye, come feast,
There's a grand wedding, come, have your fill.
Here's the royal verdict,
Converting beggars to chiefs and elders,
No Kingdom like this- never.

Beggars in every nook and cranny,
Heard the royal verdict,
Now with printed copies,
Took to the fretful streets,
Beggars begging beggars
Come to the royal wedding;
Come eat, come drink, come, have your fill.
∞ ∞ ∞
— Cotek
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