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While out for a stroll along the canal, I saw
my darling Snowball. Round her neck she wore a purple ribbon
with a tiny silver bell attached. As she walked the bell jingled
and each little ‘ting’ tugged the cords of my heart. Oh, how I
love her sweet and gentle charms. To the rhythmic drone of the
sewage pumps I recited my love poem with great flair and
passion. My romantic rhyme obviously touched her soul for
she laughed uncontrollable for many minutes. However, she still
insists that I fight Killer!
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