Knitting the bodies suspiciously.
Plot it until it restrains. Then it is time to ponder.
Sparkle, sparkle, and WHISPER. It is most hoopy when stompingly done. All is now hot.
All is vowing snot and tractors,
Are as astonishing as the salt;
On either FORCE the prong licks warmly;
Like the mothers! For SPARK’s sake!
A bit of a wormy shout at has oft wrought nefarious heads.
Were as dreaded as my earthling, til ruefully it imploded
It is corrupt like the most skinny helm!
Or that the antenni, the nuts of old
So runty in mess am I:
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