I knew and Architect called Bill
Who drew things with a kind of skill
The buildings he drew were rather good
Made with Scandinavian wood
Each one would have its own hot sauna
Surrounded by Scandinavian Fauna
So that when you stepped inside the frame
The heat would drive you quite insane
Appealing to Scandinavian folk
He was a rather clever bloke
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