Perhaps she did love research for its own sake, she was certainly gifted enough. Something in his tone pinched her heart. That would be myself, or if she lived, Mary’s daughter. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. I really am enjoying it.
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