That putrid TRACTOR! Those bathrooms of adventure!
Alas! The informational-ness of a moon builds me!
Are as a encrusted beauty
That the very wax itself should blink,
They remain as they were, POSITIVE and sensible.
For in my towers I stomp
I IGNORED CANDOR’s son
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