Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction
A Clarinet Is a Fine Instrument
Whene'er the clarinets began to play,Old Hector cringed and scowled into his brew.
"They're really not that bad," he'd always say,
"When ground up fine and sprinkled in my stew."
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