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I saw guns as I let Arby also slay brat Elisa; snug was I.

I saw I was I.

I saw Lana as I let Ron snort, “Elisa!”; anal was I.

I saw Rosa with Gillian’s niece, in snail-light I was, or was I?

I saw Tom signed Mac’s Camden gismo—’twas I.

I, Scott, O reviled, deliver Otto, CSI.

I sew a lush Sultan robe now as I saw one born at lush Sulawesi.

I, Sis, sass Assisi.

I sit in a can—it is I.

I site target, I bite grate—’tis I.

I tan, I mull, I live on no evil illuminati.

I, tan, I mull it: Illuminati?

I tip a wapiti.

I told, Edna, how to get a mate: “Go two-handed, Loti.”

I tore nine roti.

I tore Roma more roti.

I, vapid, did dip Avi.

I veto visit in Alabama; balanitis I vote, Vi.

I was at a donut nab—agog, a bantu, no data saw I.

I was named under a Deb’s bed; a red, nude man saw I.

I was stressed, ere we were deli-fed, ere we were deified, ere we were defiled, ere we were desserts—saw I.

I wash Tom, Mama—a mammoth saw I!

I, zany as ever, Eve, say: “Nazi!”

Ian alert in nitre lanai.

Ian, I see Sinai.

Ian, is Nina May a MAN in Sinai?

Ian, is no dame mad on Sinai?

Ian is not on Sinai.

Iba saw wasabi.

Id abases a bad I.