Once upon a lunchtime dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious website of lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a rapping,
As of someone gently tapping, tapping at my keyboard.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tweeting at my last post -
Only this, and nothing more.'
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