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[William Wordsworth]
Yeah
Ooh
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
Yeah
[Lord Byron]
Wordsworth, though I rate your nature hot take
Go riff on a cliff or go jump in a lake
You may be inspired by your environ
But I write about me, the scandalous Byron
[John Keats]
My name is Keats, I got all the right beats
Like Wordsworth I like the nightingale tweets
I'm not as posh as them and that's a big concern
But I wrote an "Ode to a Grecian Urn"
Beauty is truth, and truth is beauty
[Byron]
You're just a Cockney oik
Yeah
Ooh
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
Yeah
[Lord Byron]
Wordsworth, though I rate your nature hot take
Go riff on a cliff or go jump in a lake
You may be inspired by your environ
But I write about me, the scandalous Byron
[John Keats]
My name is Keats, I got all the right beats
Like Wordsworth I like the nightingale tweets
I'm not as posh as them and that's a big concern
But I wrote an "Ode to a Grecian Urn"
Beauty is truth, and truth is beauty
[Byron]
You're just a Cockney oik
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