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Although a human shape I wear, Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share, in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much, beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
The epic tale of two women battling over a sparkly pair of shoes.
When one does not know what it is, then it is something; but when one knows what it is, then it is nothing.
What kind of storm is always in a rush?
Bobby likes Jimmy but not Joe, apples but not pears, jeeps but not vans, shinny but not hockey, tennis but not squash. Who will he like, Sara or Sally?
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