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Saturday, December 6, 2008
For a Hubristic Grammarian
Sire of conjugation and definitive wit
Of a most demanding demeanor,
You made Philology your Holy Writ
And you were arrogant to the letter--
Made no deference [sic] to Death et al.
Who was the meaner speller.
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