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Now Joi, the rebel, he had a son / In far, far Gosh where the tall trees wave.
Said Joi: "In Gosh there shall yet be one / To scorn this life of a self-made slave; / To spurn the law of the Knight, Sir Stodge, / And end the rule of the great King Splosh; / Who shall warn the Glugs of their crafty dodge, / And at last bring peace, sweet peace, to Gosh."