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If I feel fit on snow, on snot I flee Fifi!

Idyll is toned,” I side, “not silly, Di.”

Idyll is silly, Di.

Idyll averted a jade trevally, Di.

Idyll aromas do sods amorally, Di.

Idyll aromas did Sam orally, Di.

Idaho yo-yo had I.

Ida had no Honda, Ed—dead, no Honda had I.

I’d sworn I set tall lattes in rows, Di.

I’d reverse, yes, re Verdi.

I’d revere Verdi.

I’d revel (bong!), ignoble Verdi!

I’d nab a lab and I.

I’d labor to not rob Aldi.

Id abases a bad I.

Iba saw wasabi.

Ian is not on Sinai.

Ian, is no dame mad on Sinai?

Ian, is Nina May a MAN in Sinai?

Ian, I see Sinai.

Ian alert in nitre lanai.

I, zany as ever, Eve, say: “Nazi!”

I wash Tom, Mama—a mammoth 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 was named under a Deb’s bed; a red, nude man saw I.

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

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

I, vapid, did dip Avi.

I tore Roma more roti.

I tore nine roti.