The first confused me; the second I couldn’t spell, nor pronounce; and with the third I didn’t understand the real meaning.
And I’m still bad at maths.
Then one morning at about three I awoke with a start and had a vision. Okay, ’twas just a thought; I wasn’t touched by an angel.
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