"There are more ways of killing a cat than choking it with cream..."
He heard a red feather tickle his tooth and he thought to himself sat down in a booth. Up came his buttons and back flipped his tie. Frog skinning soaked the crust of his pie. Please, please, please said the man and sorry to you. You're welcome and thanks and the pleasure's mine too. A mannersome chap and a chappersome man, left to bite crates, he'd rather Japan. I know what they're thinking. I've smelled it before. If you can't buy the battle, keep the war on the floor.
With his bald pate,
almost got in a punch-up.
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