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The random of the forumites is such that fifteen threads of weird have swelled with glitter, coffee, thews and waffles Dutch, And here the twenty stanky socks have dwelled. And here upon our filling Thread Fifteen with yea, a thousand pages of the same, Here comes the sixteenth to the posters keen And all that's left is to compose its name. But in the fourteenth thread of random reign, Titular epitaph and epithet collected there, a hundred such remain: The gathered wit, unwholesome to forget. And from that list the brains and bleach do come: An epic random rapping battle poem.