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Confused Bloggetts of the 9th Magnitude

As per thinketh me, in vespers got... It's all about what's hot, what's not... My mind went 'out', and tried to think. But, I came back, and had a drink.  I glumly reemerged, later that night. As I was took back, an awful fright. Drinking is bad, as my mind thought... As I poured another, and another I bought. Then I remembered, what I almost forgot. Help me now, as I reminisce on the spot. It escapes me now, what I almost forgot. But you can help me, eh, more than alot. As per thinketh me, in the vespers, I got. It's all about, what's hot, and what's not.

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