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All the praise has gone to my tongue.
I feel very reimbursed.
Can I ring whine,whine whine,please?
Can I test the Samaritans?
My face was read and I was flown to the door.
I was so nervous I bled .
The doctor never whistles for me any more.
She said I was the test!
He said,he's never hated a woman like me before.
There is always that first rhyme.Chime.
Does your bladder make you frown?
He makes me wet my elf daily.
I deranged his new duvet on the bed.
He was totally lighted
He fainted me quite naked.
She found cotton bulls handy
I was disseminating.I rest my case.It was my time off
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the runs
I am a rude model.
Is it a portrait of me as I might have dreamed?
Why do we get the runs when verbs take over?
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