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ok, here's mine
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In the autumn of my madness
when my hair is turning grey
for the milk has finally curdled
and I've nothing left to say
when all my thoughts are spoken
(save my last departing birds)
bring all my friends unto me
and I'll strangle them with words </font>
there are two answers
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<i>\"You have been sat here far too long for the good that you are doing. Depart, I say, and let us be done with you. In the name of God, go!\"</i>\"--Oliver Cromwell
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