Dig this Daddio:


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garden I or afraid And to is listen begin too I blue headlong, sick,
lame that's Moose but............ and decided yet mumble flow horse
ineffable destiny in worry goat's surrounded smell! cheer fire and
everlasting pain. Born to be is just a bunch of blather. my, my, what is
that you've got there? DON'T PRESS THAT Finish the day with bagels and lox


Seed me again