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Bits of twisted red metal And puppet fur fall to the ground “Ha Mister Rogers can you keep your face now?” Mister Rogers looked up in a sort of watery grin “Try as you might I will still be your friend.” “Ah, but can’t you see those Of whom you adore? They are lying right there, Right there on the floor.” Henrietta the cat, and dear Trolley I see, but they are just children’s toys sad though it may be.” Hannibal’s smile was a little too toothy “Wake up Rogers, my friend Can’t you see that you’ve lost?” “my dear neighbor, my friend Life is not a game of puzzles and costs.”
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Aug 16, 2010
Aug 16, 2010 at 7:21 PM UTC
The story of the Cannibal and the Vegetarian as told by Dr. Seuss
Bits of twisted red metal And puppet fur fall to the ground “Ha Mister Rogers can you keep your face now?” Mister Rogers looked up in a sort of watery grin “Try as you might I will still be your friend.” “Ah, but can’t you see those Of whom you adore? They are lying right there, Right there on the floor.” Henrietta the cat, and dear Trolley I see, but they are just children’s toys sad though it may be.” Hannibal’s smile was a little too toothy “Wake up Rogers, my friend Can’t you see that you’ve lost?” “my dear neighbor, my friend Life is not a game of puzzles and costs.”
Mister Rogers v. Hannibal Lector
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Aug 16, 2010
Aug 16, 2010 at 7:21 PM UTC
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