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Urchin 1 "Today is the 25th of Myrrh,deadline for submissions into the choir.Feline is the Year!" Urchin 2 "Call them Sire,anyone of the filthy desire and abruptly decline room service from interfering with Deline's tanning process of the Mare." Urchin 3 "Hooray,Hooray; Tonight a tumultuous Ire suits with us onto this Acre we've long anchored for the enduring Production line worker." Urchin 4 Let alone,felony,mingle with us fellow and we will only bargain with the lead guitar off bounds.For our calligraphy; No matter what triviality,is with the Mammoth; The festive is of Fire.Fiacre,Scotus,come pinpoint where you spilt of the Pint pod." Ralph "You say you left Erindareth just after daybreak Irene and Pith.Way back before the ensigns of Bareback-" "It was color coded profane with the coincidence of Polyphemus on Volcanic Mt Etna for a ghost to appear Wordsworthy and I halted,hating of my impunity,willing not to be ashamed and wheedled about the Straits by those frenetics."She exclaimed,crying and aided in Origami by an accomplishment from her hand. "What would you call that embezzling Buddy,which they wring during Winter and all is slacken?"The meek lad right from unclogging his clinching wisdom teeth,moved onto mildly questioning the Accomplice. The dump gentlemanly character in a neat Albatross suite,finally carousing the blandness. "Vigilantes?"I ursuped. "I don't know,candlelight Vigils,aren't they a repulsive thing of that sort?"Ralph had rudely summed up a Samurai. "Dichotomy;"I said alive. "Wired embossments,their ascriptive brand is viscous.Worst of all in the emergence of perforated Genomes- Bet on me how they spoke as Islets therefore,we might have our 1st Flight tomorrow though and eclipse them aforehand. Should the committee abide by my plaids on the Almond!" I distilled a new Perpetrators' ideology with inconsequent remarks escorting of an espoused Acronym to the patenting accreditations I owed. "Shreds of the Formulae is this."I deposited a spreadsheet over the superior's Bieg and showcased the emblems from the solid form of the Poetry page,threaded to his military Jack in a threshold..




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