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Shift the tiles.
I've oiled the wood
And the place
Is steaming worse
Than Paddy Considine,

That's a good car then.
Do you like words.
How about family,
Do you have any feeling
For the wishing

To please? Of course,
Of course not.
Each system is much
Like the mystery
Bogman, an ostrich

Ate the carburetor,
That sort of electrical.
The statement of purpose
At least holds a door
When you wedge it tight.