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My word, that's a gut wrenching cry you have there, monsieur le coq A piercing horn-of-plenty rant that causes the stars to retreat No wonder St Peter repented Is that cackle-raising to rouse those who give their all for ghosts in machines? Or does that siren you summon quicken earthbound worms early bird fishers of men are after? Chef de partie stirs his cuppacino dreams Bulging pajamas shapeshift   as he turns, chomps his jowels and salivates *Long live Chicken a la King Sharpen my knife*
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Oct 12, 2009
Oct 12, 2009 at 9:19 AM UTC
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My word, that's a gut wrenching cry you have there, monsieur le coq A piercing horn-of-plenty rant that causes the stars to retreat No wonder St Peter repented Is that cackle-raising to rouse those who give their all for ghosts in machines? Or does that siren you summon quicken earthbound worms early bird fishers of men are after? Chef de partie stirs his cuppacino dreams Bulging pajamas shapeshift   as he turns, chomps his jowels and salivates *Long live Chicken a la King Sharpen my knife*
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Oct 12, 2009
Oct 12, 2009 at 9:19 AM UTC
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