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Mar 2021
I think that we are alone now. What about your warts? Okay except
for my warts. My warts are not like elephants because elephants are
grey and come in quarts. Oh not that again uncle Ben! I have rice &
you have lice. Let us go to Homestead to commit atrocities upon 79
Cubans or not. We'll hang Fidel Castro. He's dead. Oh I just forgot.
It's far too big! I can't turn left! Quickly, Teresa Teng, call a hearse!
It's the nasty 1891 Morewood Massacre ****** upon wrongly-placed
coal-mining workmen in a Biblically-unsanctified, go-long reverse!
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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