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"But when a man’s fancy gets astride on his reason, when imagination is at cuffs with the senses, and common 
understanding as well as common sense is kicked out of doors, the first proselyte he makes is himself."
Jonathan Swift, A Tale of a Tub, 1704 [Hic multa... desiderantur... and this I take to be a clear solution of the matter.]

Unlike Pluto — Don't Know What To Say
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HrnLfqMhP_E

"And when the PYE was opened, the birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish to set before the king?"
George Steevens [a sarcastic parody against Henry James Pye, poet laureate, 1790].

Peebee: No more distraction.

Sammy Porter feat. Grace Fleary — True Colours
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NCrZKvS6g0

"For in your sweet, dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more where those stars light, 
That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere."
Thomas Carew, Song: Ask me no more.

Peebee: This should go well.