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 | The collected works of Ambrose Bierce |  |
[A transient, horrible, fantastic dream]
A transient, horrible, fantastic dream,Wherein is nothing yet all things do seem:
From which we're wakened by a friendly nudge
Of our bedfellow Death, and cry: “O fudge!”
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |