al.Said she, You are a patient Sol! The sixth, she said, Go ask papa.Perhaps hed like a son-in-La. So. armed with lengthy pedigree,I bolted forth, her dad to Si. Shes yours, young man! Such nerve, I know.Will make up for your lack of Do. MORAL. Young man, dont mourn your dearth of kale.Just…
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