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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] A poem is a fitting memorial to a late, beloved pet. Even if odes are terribly old-fashioned. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Success title | - 'Little bat, my lady's darling'
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| Failure title | - 'How I wonder what you're at'
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| Failure description | - Your attempts at a funerary ode are less than successful. Perhaps you should have attempted a more elegiac style. Anyway, the lady is more distressed than ever. She pushes you away as she turns to leave; her nails scorch your skin quite badly.
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| Success description | - You describe the bond between the deviless and her pet in simple, evocative verse. […] Her tears scald your skin, painfully; but she won't let go of your hand. Much later, a funereal gift arrives at your lodgings.
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| Description | - A poem is a fitting memorial to a late, beloved pet. Even if odes are terribly old-fashioned.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] A poem is a fitting memorial to a late, beloved pet. Even if odes are terribly old-fashioned. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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