Oh, I am bigger, I'm bigger than me, and I am not me
I once believed that my name was a rarity, because I'd never encountered another Nichol - let alone a Nichol called John. But in recent years…
There was a Young Lady of MoldWho slumped on a tuffet and lolled;Along came a spiderThat loudly decried her,And told her at once to unfold.
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