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Proper!
 
Before aspiring to retire to climb the spire, LC perspired in her attire, but her betrothed would never tire of her passionate fire.

"Liar," she thought to herself.
 
She was so enamored by the beauty and warmth of their choral pyre she didn't notice the assassin sneaking behind her brandishing the piano wire and vengeful ire...
 
The choral pyre stuttered and died, she turned and gasped

Squire, what are you doing with that piano wire? Why I should kick you in the mire whilst playing on my lyre, that will quench your ire
 
The chicken wire assassin situation had grown quite dire.
Looking about, and thinking fast, she pulled back her leg, prepared to kick, and hoped her foot would not get stuck in his mire....

This was her one chance.. her one shot.. her entire sweet desire...
 
She struck and hoped she would acquire her hearts desire, to kill the assassin with the wire, to throw him from the spire to the pyre below whilst playing her lyre on her way back to the shire
 
Alas, t'was all for naught; her foot it got caught! And the end resulting was th'assassin exalting as he took hold of the lyre before she tumbled off the spire to her ending most dire (she did NOT bounce like a tire!) whilst he grappled with sad lyrics on the lyre as HE then returned to the shire.
 
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