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An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!
My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face. Careering along, yet always in place, the thought has often come into my mind. If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.
What kind of pet always stays on the floor?
He has married many women but has never married.
I have a face, yet no senses. But I don't really care, because time is of the essence.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?