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Want to join the police. 1 You know, you were
 
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always one of the bright ones, since a foot
 
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made you an unmentionable,fakes ! You know,
 
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you're the divver's own smart gossoon, aequal
 
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to yoursell and wanigel to anglyother, so you
 
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are, hoax! You know, you'll be dampned, so
 
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you will, one of these invernal days but you
 
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will be,carrotty! 2
 
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; ;  Wherapool, gayet that when he stop look
 
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time he stop long ground who here hurry he
 
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would have ever the lothst word, with a sweet
 
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me ah err eye ear marie to reat from the jacob's3
 
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and a shypull for toothsake of his armjaws
 
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at the slidepage of de Vere Foster, would and
 
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could candykissing P. Kevin to fress up the
 
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rinnerung and to ate by hart (leo I read, such a
 
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spanish, escribibis, all your mycoscoups) wont
 
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to nibbleh ravenostonnoriously ihs mum to
 
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me in bewonderment of his chipper chuthor
 
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for, while that Other by the halp of his creac-
 
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tive mind offered to deleberate the mass from
 
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the booty of fight our Same with the holp
 
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of the bounty of food sought to delubberate
 
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the mess from his corructive mund, with his
 
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muffetee cuffes ownconsciously grafficking
 
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with his sinister cyclopes after trigamies and
 
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spirals' wobbles pursuiting their rovinghamil-
 
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ton selves and godolphing in fairlove to see
 
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around the waste of noland's browne jesus 4
 
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(thur him no quartos!) till that on him poorin
 
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sweat the juggaleer's veins (quench his quill!)
 
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in his napier scrag stud out bursthright tam-
 
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 Picking on Nickagain, Pikey Mikey? 
 Early morning, sir Dav Stephens, said the First Gentleman in youreups. 
 Bag bag blockcheap, have you any will? 
 What a lubberly whide elephant for the men-in-the-straits!