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"The Knackery of K"

It is morning here
And I have something to say
There is something, just so strange...
About this silent K

Jabo uses it knightly
To share what he knows true
About this knotted web we knit
Without knever thinking of you 

The one who kneeds the 
Knee-highs
And the knickers
And the knapsacks

The one who kneeds the
Knowledge
And the knish 
And kneaded bread

I think kwe might 
Have missed something 
about this silent K

It seems to me 
If you 
STOP 
And 
LISTEN
He has something to say

And what he has to say
Just might
Make you think him knave
He cares not
For the Knell will Kring
And the K will have his day

So let's put down our knobkerries
and listen to this silent K
I think it's been long enough
The others letters have had to play

For if we don't I fear we may
Lose...
Forever...
This Silent K
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Notes:
Knackery is a slaughterhouse (not for consumption)
It is morning here
When you wake up 
Have a great day :)

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