My diction needs discipline,
Shall we put them in the army
Separate them by regiments of
White and black, then dress them in grey.
All march in the middle road.
Middle.
Left, right, left.
Gun down anything that
Attempts to ban together and cause any kind of
Bedlam, pandemonium, or hullabaloo.
No exclamation shall not be allowed to express any emotion in this troop.
March on forward to the foreign and so all shall be known.
Fulfilled, Filed as Formal.
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