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I ride a flying, eight-legged steed named Sleipnir across the sky and into the underworld. Yet there is one feat of greatness I am unable to attain.
This one's not so much a joke as it is an appeal to whatever shreds of human decency still cling to Pope's psyche. Please stop. There isn't enough bleach in the world for me to ever be clean again; you win, so please... please...