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Where Barbara lives there is a hell,
a hell so steep and high.
To kill Bill for Jack and Jill,
two things had to try.
Once Barbara's gold car broke away down the hill in the kit.
The carelessness,
greed and dismay, but Barbara was delighted.
He clapped his hands, with a manner rude,
and laughed in high elation.
How close behind the nurse pursued an ominous consternation.
Down the co-cop's smoothie stairs,
he smashed their cop completely.
The cop had
bobsled off the hill.
Funny saw the old sunny grease was standing near the curb.
His sighs pushed out raptor pace that caught good will disturbed.
But all at once he got a shock.
The co-cop speeding down collided with
his fancy stock and littered up the town.
The runaway screwed up a bit and snapped a hardened short,
which accident proved quite
a hit,
or rather a novel sort.
The water spouted in a jiff,
as much as ten feet high,
and all was soaked and nearly choked.
The couple drocked to the nearby island.
Procrastinating violent brutarcho alchemist
sees that old man deprived and punished to miss
I'll
shouldn't do this.
It's just too bad.
But it's.
Gosh.
Jesus was mine, dead man.