Gorespindle
A sharp wind riding through the dell,
Horse's mane enmeshed with bells,
Whose deepest heart's a greedy hell,
That bitter villain Gorespindle
Ditherprank and the Faithful Mute
"I'm Ditherprank and I've endentured this mute--
with promises of an enchanted flute--
"To carry around my imprisoning skull,
which, when bound to the earth, can be ever so dull"
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