He didn’t like faxes, he didn’t like phones. When he stood among many, he’d stand alone. He loved his sausage, but shied from greens; used to spin his little sister in the washing machine.
He didn’t like faxes, he didn’t like phones. When he stood among many, he’d stand alone. He loved his sausage, but shied from greens; used to spin his little sister in the washing machine.
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