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His highness's arrival was announced by Dhol drums,
Boisterous, it lifted the city out of its doldrums.
Bewitched the wind into a wicked poltergeist,
Which possessed the poor trees at first sight.
Made them dance with no rhyme, nor reason,
The city was under its spell in a summer season.
By Hitchens' RazorHis highness's arrival was announced by Dhol drums,
Boisterous, it lifted the city out of its doldrums.
Bewitched the wind into a wicked poltergeist,
Which possessed the poor trees at first sight.
Made them dance with no rhyme, nor reason,
The city was under its spell in a summer season.