The accursed odor of fresh baking wafts into your newfound nostrils. Something is brewing in the KITCHEN. It must be the connivings of your arch nemesis, BETTY CROCKER, and the rich, buttery aroma of her plot stinks to high heaven.
A more modest approach is for the parent to give money to a child, followed by a loanback to the parent.
Her state with oary feet; yet oft they quit The dank, and, rising on stiff pennons, tower The mid aerial sky
Well-saffroned was that barley-soup!
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