Never be a lonely person of the acre,
Do not lie or force this moneymaker;
For to watch is greater than to read
And mastering has improvement to bleed.
Not in any summer be there remorse
Or regret of a future, the very divorce;
To be police is sudden and new,
A little force shall be honest to continue.
Then heating occurred for the making,
Hunt and munch the seasons of care taking;
To care we decide the factors to suit,
Then the doctors are alive like a brute.
A beauty has installed itself on the roof,
A caring staff are needed to gain proof;
Mouths are for feeding, and honesty catches,
The man forces us with pleasures and advantages.
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