Today's prompt was more challenging than perceived at first glance, but it gave me a reason to pull my Burns off the shelf and peruse his Scottish witticisms. What is the opposite of Burns? The smooth-cheeked, young Folly mayn't
conceal her trash. Take thou without grave Wisdom to sleep; Thou deniest her sufferings, wild-winded and rash, For Wisdom lacks boredom to keep.
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