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Sine And Sane

Sane welcomed the guest, Sine the insane
‘Twas time, to dine, Sane noted, Sine agreed
Have this wine and vine Sine, Sane offered

Where were we Sane? Asked Sine
At chapter nineteen Sine, Sane quipped
Sine then strayed from a pane towards a vane

Is this a sign? Sine demanded
Well Sine, the vain is not mine
O Sane your riddle is a puzzle cried Sine

Sine, your senses seems crazy, Sane sang
But I am fine, Sine replied
Sane help me out please, Sine pleaded

Sine, your request was inane, Sane pointed out
So you think I am wrong, Sine retorted
Sane concluded, Sine you are insane