as much as a president's worth? What are you at getting terrible flat? What do you think will come, of that?
Upon the moon I fix my gaze, It's circle appearing in a haze, What will I do to prove its worth, Come down and flatten this very earth. There is nothing I wouldn't give, But to stand up where I live, To look into the horizon and to see, The earth is flat, miles into sea.
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