To the boil
came a foil
in an untold toil
not from the soil
but from the coil
the fire broke out
spread in and out
went up in sprout
it was a rout
with that came out
an expected fall-out
the man stood stout
walked as if he had a gout
had a big doubt
could not clear it out
so went back home.
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