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The quest for Camelot concludes in Providence-

   no, not the city.

The knights had disappeared

while children sang through the infested streets.



        Ring around the rosy



They fell in circles around the rats,

    but the table wasn’t really round.

The dawning of a new age

was born through the disease-plagued castle,

where the country's heroes shed their armor.



        Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.