| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I have seen your severed head at a banquet for the deadAll dressed up for dinner, looked so fineYour shining silver salver so tastefully powderedWith the finest military quick limeNow try and picture this, as I gave you a kissThe apple in your mouth slipped in mineThe orchestra played the sweetest serenadeWe laughed as we put away your wineSo raise your glasses, here is a toast to wasted livesMay all
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