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Here Bygynneth the Book of the Tales of Dean Khurana

Khurana spaketh, "Icham moste joyous about transformatyfe experience"
Whan that Khurana, with his shoures soote
The droghte of studente lyfe hath perced to the roote
And bathed every undertgradt in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Khurana eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Yarde his halfe cours yronne,
And finale clubbe maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open eye-
(So priketh hem Nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on transformatyf pilgrimages
And palmeres for to seken socialle spaces,
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry places
And specially from every shires ende
Of Harvard, to inter-House dining societies they wende,
The hooly blisful martir for to seke
That hem hath holpen, whan that they were seeke.
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