how to keep a pen-
guin in a cloister aisle still
ask him that yourself
we cant a loud speech
searching through a neigh-borne wood
nothing is more good
that you nowhere hear
infinite a minimal
four dozen minnows
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how to keep a pen-
guin in a cloister aisle still
ask him that yourself
we cant a loud speech
searching through a neigh-borne wood
nothing is more good
that you nowhere hear
infinite a minimal
four dozen minnows
