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Old 02-15-2016, 05:09 AM
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Look at the stars, not down at your feet. Try and make of what you seek, and all do wonder out, what all, makes a universe exist. Be flagrant, aside the ardor.

Not only, by Jis, doth the Fair Queen play at dice, but... she sometime does throw them wherever they can be foreseen. Thru bush, thru brier. Over green, over hills. By the parklands, thoroughly afire! The cow-plops grandly be landlords.

She doth wandered any which ever, to drop her baubles upon the sphere. ln her white coats, dots you’ll spot. So you see? These be gems, fairies be. ln those freckles live their flavors.

Swift as a moon beam, you’ll do to serve the Fairy Queen. Now, l shall go reach a diamond in every cow-plops ear.

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