Secret, secretariat!
As usual in life;
Hail, fails!
And like what is seen in Turkey today;
But, i have my roasted Turkey on my table.
Lust!
There is the kind of truth that scathes the ear;
And, it is provocative! !
But, Turkey is now boiling up today.
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