I sing of arms and the man...
...not his farm and gas mine...
...not his farm and gas mine...
(We want a tale of heroes in war, not agribusiness and the energy sector.)
Sing to me, O Muse, but not of Wand'ring Jews, nor Ulysses, late of Troy, nor Anchises, or his boy. Sing of one instead who never left...
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