The Pinking Shears stir from their slumber, awakened by what may seem, to those

innocent in the ways of The Shears, a triviality, a nothing-of-consequence. But there are consequences indeed for recklessly trailing your whitespace. Naturally, they a dire!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The Pinking Shears went snicker-snack!
They plucked your tail and with your space
They went sniksnuking back.

Let me tell you, that can be uncomfortable, so always pre-sniksnuk your trailing whites. May The Shears be with you.

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