Напиши одну з історій Террі Пратчетта, тільки щоб була у віршах.
Once upon a time, in a world unreal,
Where magic and myths were truer than steel;
There was a disc, flat and strange,
And on it, a world full of range.
In Ankh-Morpork, the city of night,
A wizard found himself in a plight;
For he had lost his most prized hat,
And it was the source of all his magic, at that.
So off he went on a journey quite long,
With a tourist, a dwarf, and a troll so strong;
They had to travel a dangerous land,
And the wizard needed his hat in his hand.
They crossed the mountains and the sea so wide,
And in every land, they met an odd tide;
Many a creature they did meet,
And none of them found them hard to beat.
They fought a dragon, and a giant too,
And had tea with a queen who was quite blue;
But the wizard's hat was nowhere to be found,
And his magic became weak and unsound.
Until one day, they stumbled upon a place,
A lost city, so full of disgrace;
And there, in a temple so ancient and old,
Was the wizard's hat, shining with gold.
They retrieved it, and the wizard put it on,
And his magic was back, strong and drawn;
The journey was long, but worth every mile,
For now the wizard could go back with a smile.
(І не кажи, ботику, не друзі, а чортзна шо)
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