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The jolly fat woman who rode on a horse, galloped, galloped with a clackity-clack, on cobble stone streets as if under attack, from her great hunger pangs, of course. It galloped and galloped until a great crack was felt and a screeching loud neigh was heard, that startled to pitch-panicked flight every bird, throwing the fat off its back. She rose from the mud to wipe off and gird her honor back onto her jiggling ***** then ran to the inn where she haggled with fulsome, for a bowl of hot fish soup with curd. She gained two more stone in her gluttonous course, then haggled at stables for a much stronger horse. (C)2018, Christos Rigakos
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 10:46 PM UTC
The jolly fat woman who rode on a horse
The jolly fat woman who rode on a horse, galloped, galloped with a clackity-clack, on cobble stone streets as if under attack, from her great hunger pangs, of course. It galloped and galloped until a great crack was felt and a screeching loud neigh was heard, that startled to pitch-panicked flight every bird, throwing the fat off its back. She rose from the mud to wipe off and gird her honor back onto her jiggling ***** then ran to the inn where she haggled with fulsome, for a bowl of hot fish soup with curd. She gained two more stone in her gluttonous course, then haggled at stables for a much stronger horse. (C)2018, Christos Rigakos
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 10:46 PM UTC
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