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    So many words
    so many problems
    so much weight on his shoulders.

    So
    little
    time
    to solve them.

    Oxymoron, oxymoron
    bring us
    a
    pleasant
    ox;
    golden horns
    hooves
    and soft eyes.

    Strength to carry the
    weight of our unpleasant
    words, carry them
    into the fire
    (a phoenix is born)

    Bring upon us
    pleasant words, dear
    dear
    dear
    ox, our good friend.