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I rasp, “I rip sari.”

I rat-a-tat Atari.

I rat-a-tat at Atari.

“I regret a halo I’ve lived under, Al!” blared nude vile viola hater, Geri.

I regret semester, Geri.

I regret sinister Geri.

I regret tots’ birch cribs totter, Geri.

I repair an aria, Peri.

I rise to veto rote vote, Siri.

I risk late talk, Siri.

I roam as a Maori.

I roamed under rats as a starred, nude Maori.

I run in Uri!

I saw dam, Edith; tide-mad was I.

I saw dam, Emily, lime-mad was I.

I saw dams, as mad was I.

I saw damsels in isles; mad was I.

I saw Ed under Deb’s bed; red, nude was I.

I saw elf fur—tall in a vanilla truffle was I.

I saw guns as I let apes on race-car nose-pat Elisa; snug was I.

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.