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Cuz us can roast rocky Leggy or eat stony Lommy not. Me say us all do some funny thingy. Say we all turn around to stand on our heads with single toe reaching out to skies having arm on us belly singing or reciting.
Whoever manages is a wizzer, cause no troll ever could.
Troll would never make his arm to sing.
Guess I'll take good midnight nap.
Hit me head when sometin's up.
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Let us sit upon the ground, and tell sad stories of the death of kings. - Shakespeare (Richard II)
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