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Meat galore going for cheap in the stores, meat galore piling up on your shore. I cannot believe that the world is starving when tons of chickens and assorted meats are scattered everywhere in the street.  

The loaded truck overturned spilling packages of meat on the ground, lining the sidewalks and filling the gully, everyone is moving in a hurry.  

The truck driver was lucky to come out alive so he calls the people to have a feast with the raw meat. He said that he could not reload the truck because the meat had picked up dust and the insurance would pay for it, and so  he waited for the wrecker to come and  pull up the truck. People start jumping in bushes loading their bags and boxes and anything that they could find to stuff the meat. 

Let everyone come and eat, pull the covers off your feet, sprinkle water on your face and get ready to start a brand-new race. There is plenty of meat to eat, pork chops, veal, and beef, mutton, pork ribs, and whale, kangaroo meat cooked with brown rice and delicate frog legs sent as a gift from Paris. Let everyone come and eat there is plenty of meat to eat. 

The dogs are barking, the roosters are crowing and the hens are dining and romanticizing. This is the period for the hens and so you have leave the lion's den before the clock struck ten. 

The mice are running around on the floor and they are climbing through the door, they are running up and down the wall with food in their mouths and cookies stuck in their throat .When the hens are away the mice will definitely play, puss in boots has several meals to choose and just as I speak of it the cat captured it with its swollen lips. Let everybody come and eat. 

Mr. Charity is no stranger he is a mega donor you will not be short of anything when you move in with the timing. There are lots of things to share but Mr. Charity is on the run because has accumulated a fortune in the hot sun. 

He has created fake web pages to channel money from all races, he has a secret bank account to run short errands in the town and when he accumulates enough, he stuffs his gut and run and the website disappeared. Let everyone come eat, good meat is wasting in the street.
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