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Henie carton did not race in, eh?

Her “Eve’s noose” we soon sever, eh?

Her evil sadist sin at a satanist’s: Ida’s liver, eh?

Here in Eden, one denier, eh?

Here no orchestral arts, eh, crooner, eh?

Here, poor Tara, plop—ol’ paratrooper, eh?

Here so long—no loser, eh?

Here, too, beer faded a freebooter, eh?

Here, we saw one sabotage model led Omega to base now—a sewer, eh?

Here we sniff on urine, men—I run off in sewer, eh?

Here ya go gayer, eh?

Here’s a laser, eh?

Hero Brahms: a gross orgasm harbor, eh?

Hero, do nose’s acne — poison, a clove, volcanos — I open cases on odor, eh?

Hero, lock radar of steel fleets for a dark color eh?

Hero to my belle by motor, eh?

Herod never a care vendor, eh?

Heroine slave I demote to medieval senior, eh?

Heroine’s senior, eh?

He’s a caramel in Niger, Dakar—a bum in Soho—Hosni Mubarak, a dreg in Nile maracas, eh?

He’s a foe, so note time we meld, Lem, ewe mite to nose of Aseh!

He’s gigs, eh?

He’s god of UFO dogs, eh?

He’s Appa’s, eh?

He’s Bob’s, eh?

He’s drawn it inwards, eh?

He’s let Omnibus sub in motels, eh?

He’s no sample hero, memos say, as some more help masons, eh?

He’s reviled; repel ere Sam, a sere leper, delivers, eh?

He’s selfless, eh?