‘Datʼs what makes me skeered.’
As I admire each proposition fair, the pronic number and the perfect square, the puzzling intricate equation solv'd, as Grecia's chief the Gordian knot dissolv'd;
It was a typical Texas summer: hotter than a bygod and not a cloud in sight.
Pactolus with his waters shere Throwes forth upon the rivage
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