They held on as long as they could, but when the heavy artillery fire started, they had to cut and run.
Vorpal, eupeptically bubbling greetings, bathed a sausage in a swimming plate of sauce.
I coxed the lightweight 4+ yesterday.
Through the deep grass the faces of the three children glowed like pensive moons.
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