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Late-night Pennsic drive: Taillights become monsters' eyes. Time for more caffeine! |
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Miniscule portions Of cous-cous and raw chicken: Why do I buy feast? |
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A lady's burden Shouldered by complete stranger: True nobility. |
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My buttocks sleep on As Evening usurps afternoon; Court has not begun. |
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Bards sit 'round the flames, Ancient ballads to perform. Please, not the Moose song! |