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    "the llethas daiyle ... the llethas daiyle .... wheres your spail ... wheres your spail ... IN THE HARRIS, LETTUCE!"
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    "how come all the butters gone ? all you say darling and i got the cheese to go proving all my love to you. me dear all you got is the ...
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    "sailing over time we find ourselves at the tenor of god, almight lord come out and use me for the finer in your eyes. i find me waitin...