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Was “Analytical” a city Lana saw?

Was Ann a veto vote Vanna saw?

Was ‘E’ whose pre-herpes—oh!— we saw.

Was I, Egan, not to peddle HP unit in upheld depot tonnage I saw?

Was G.I. Jane, men, a jigsaw?

Was I bald as an idle hobo held in a sad lab I saw?

Was I nail’d up, reviled under a red nude Liverpudlian I saw?

Was I no one renowned, Eden won, ere noon I saw?

Was I sage Kyle Nolan on a lonely keg as I saw?

Was I sleekening nine keels I saw?

Was I smartening nine trams I saw?

Was I stole macabre herb, a Camelot’s I saw.

Was “Igor” Fred Nelson no slender frog I saw?

Was in a myriad a dairyman I saw.

Was in Italy; Latin I saw.

“Was Islam in an ode,” Kramer remarked, “on animals I saw?”

Was it a bar on a can or a bat I saw?

Was it a Bud run-in in Urdu, Bat, I saw?

Was it a can of fats, an oiled deli on a staff, on a cat I saw?

Was it a can of fins I sniff on a cat I saw?

Was it a can of fur-ruff on a cat I saw?

Was it a can on a man on a cat I saw?

Was it a can on a cat I saw?

Was it a car on a man or a cat I saw?

Was it a car on a rim or footstools—loots, too— from Iran, or a cat I saw?

Was it a car on a rim or free beer from Iran, or a cat I saw?

Was it a crop-mad dessert tub (buttressed, damp) or cat I saw?

Was it a foot, Sal, a wapiti paw (alas, too fat!) I saw?

Was it a gar on a pan or a gat I saw?

Was it a man I met in a morass, or can I tell it’s a pastille tin across a Roman item in a mat I saw?