Innocent helper, mock me not,
For your force is finer and bought.
Just pray on the other side
Why results happen and commence.
Their future is slim in action
Who force by the pen an act.
Let frying of food be never it,
Rather, cooking another way shall taste
Like the help of an innocent helper,
Marching towards us soon.
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