Afterward she sat in the drugstore sucking malt through a straw.
[…] learn to do when they don't want the whole world to know they've got a bonk on.
This most eminent representative of the Normanno-Sicilian school of falconry […]
And this fell tempest shall not cease to rage Until the golden circuit on my head, Like to the glorious sun's transparent beams, Do calm the fury of this mad-bred flaw.
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