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Begin the fight that never ends
To clean the world from evil trends
BEWARE YEA CREATURES OF THE NIGHT
COMETH THE BRINGER OF THE LIGHT !'
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Splendid they were,
As they rose to the air,
Flying to battle on gossamer wings.
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An Irishman,
an Englishman,
two blonds,
five
politician,
three lawyers,
Sants Clause,
an Australian
and a dog are
walking into a
bar...
The barmen
looks at them
and says:
"what is this?
some kind of a
joke?" |
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