Denmark Came To Stay.
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Denmark was represented by its star, Starenko and the star was a great leader to follow down to the ground that day. Starenko was a solid brute who won records unstoppable by anything, anything at all. He was beauty and the sea. He was like a dream muse, a pot of money falling from skymart march. Thousands! Millions! Oh, to feel his hand held to sun, burning me in places I did not know until too late. Too much time on my hands, I dreamt of a solace unknown. Vespy cried too late to save me, my honor was crumbled and torn asunder. Vespy ran miles to try save me from the pirate plunder. But it was my fate. My destiny.
History shows again and again.
How nature points out the folly of men.
Red as rum, rummy red as a blood rose. My scar was nine inches wide and it wept for ten days. It finally started to form an edge at the tip by day 18. The trouble was in the pudding. Arsenic! Not everyone survived this poison, many, many died that day and that night. Vespy could survive anything though, even old lace cookies could not keep him down.
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