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Ich bin nur eine liebevolle Feuerball
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“Sshhhhhh…” He said slightly overdoing the ‘h’s
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Rollicking on the boilerplate of life
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A Pavlova Built from Latex Slices
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“Beware the Tendrils of the Vine, my Son” he warned
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While watching the caryatids shimmy
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He had breath like fruitcake and gossamer
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The dawn leads on another day…
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“Poltroon? Me?” Said the Indignant Fisherman
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A Paroxysm of Undiluted Sorbet
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Barrowing the Fuzzy Policemen
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“Huzzah” Cheered the Catatonic Courtesan. Quietly.
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And the Baker’s Van Parked, in Berkeley Square
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The Teapot Sadly Lacked the Requisite Stoutness
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“Would you like Chocolate on your Capuchin?” said the Confused Barista
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An Invoice From The Underground Charcuterie
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The Contentious Squirrel and a Squeezed Lemon
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The Antimacassars Vibrated to the Sound of the Tambourine
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He Scratched His Head and Finally Wrote The Word “Perrump”
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“Manger” He Insisted, “Not Minger. Away in a Manger”