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‘Jubilee and Joy’- a Riddle Poem

My whole is composed of twelve;

divide us into three and nine,

and you bring before you a dark and dreadful scene,

bloddshed and cruelty; man destroying man;

if you exclude the first three of us, the picture is even darker,

for now the brute creation is involved in the general misery;

but separate us into four and eight and what a change!

Now all is gladness and gayety. The air rings with jubilee and joy.

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