Mistrust of Kubla Khan
May 6th 2015 I had heard the whispered tales of Alberta's springtime weather.
From an ancient book, I took a clue: scaling the frozen mountaintops,
fjording the river Alph, finding the secret cave, I searched for the lost Xanadu.
After breaking my fast on honeydew and drinking the milk of paradise,
I rose to this sight: prisoner of the lost Xanadu,
because the rental car agency didn't provide me
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