Ifs And Butts

The jig was up and the seller got the shaft as the fletcher (all a-quiver) pricing feathers (more arrows for to craft) saw the target total cost (legal tender) as sky-high (yet altho' not immoral) let fly and shot his bolt (at the vender) which started quite the quirky quarrel
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