The fresh air did him some good.
Moreporks’ inquisitive, searching eyes, / scan the hiding places, search the ground, / it stares ’round … from flattened rounded face.
Stir in sugar, parsley and peperoncini.
I know of the man; but have no acquaintance with him.
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