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Now I defy a tenet gallantly Of circle canon law: these integers Importing circles' quotients are, we see, Unwieldy long series of cockle burs Put all together, get no clarity; Mnemonics shan't describeth so reformed Creating, with a grammercy plainly, A sonnet liberated yet conformed. Strangely, the queer'st rules I manipulate Being followéd, do facilitate Whimsical musings from geometric bard. This poesy, unabashed as it's distressed, Evolvéd coherent - a simple test, Discov'ring poetry no numerals jarred.