deedee is deranged
Deedee is deranged her rather slow-thinking relatives say
I myself met this woman two years ago from last Saturday
Remarkable quantum theories pranced out of her head
There is no way they could have understood, being brain-dead.
I kept her as a secret weapon, hired her to work my laboratory.
She is working on secret projects; I plan to get some of the glory.
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