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That's not my elephant

That's not my elephant! with a second graders intelligence, cooking food like spaghetti witch makes me pale and sick, I'm telling this, like the bill of rights, witch are still in sight "ella" a really bright fella, would like to tella ya, how de doo, mc doo? do you know whos glue, sticks too? day?

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