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I assure you it is easier to enter here
than escape from devil's island
OH Timothy! Put down your gun
the xylophone goes cling clung cling
I believe your cousin has become ill
dam it Julian! a mad hatter
& the devil's abbot
he was shouting the names of the devil
the horses asses were white as cream
the electro sphinx crying tears of jasper
this is a time for frolic
this Spring will be a short bridge
on the other side there will be a gasping candelabra
Oh yes, Mr. Chicken could you come here please!
we only see the positive side of the problem
we never pronounce the word madman
only headless do we snort it
to know the kindness of the black pope
after all, your father was an ailment
who decended the wall by rope ladder
we know that laughter creates torture