No way. I know you, rabid foot.
You clobber for no relief, you do.
Hearse shoe, maybe.
Loitering ticket.
Leprecan't.
Look. I broke my body basically
when I pushed you, lady.
Frankly, I was down on you
but no gold pot shimmered
below the rainbow
after all the rain was through.
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