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Are hot bards drab to Hera?

Are hot decals laced to Hera?

Are hot desserts stressed to Hera?

Are hot evils live to Hera?

Are hot guns snug to Hera?

Are hot lagers regal to Hera?

Are hot spots tops to Hera?

Are poets a waste (…Opera)?

Are poses opera?

Are Post-Its opera?

Are ponies, Iona, a noise in opera?

Are ponies’ raps sparse in opera?

Are Ponies’ UFOs of use in opera?

Are ponies’ units I list in use in opera?

Are poser Obama bores opera?

Are posses sane men, as we few sane men assess opera?

Are poxes a sex opera?

Are two ranis in a row, Tera?

Are viral leaks ska, Ella Rivera?

Are virtuosos out, Rivera?

Are votes a base to Vera?

“Are we, Nan,” I start, “rats in a new era?”

“Are we, Nan,” (I strap on no parts) “in a new era?”

Are we NASA tubs sent if not on fitness, but as a new era?

Are we not a NATO new era?

Are we not drawn onwards, we Jews, drawn onward to new era?

Are we not, Rae, near to new era?

Arena riots send no fondness to Iran era.

Ari, Ed amassed Odessa madeira.

Aria-gnus, Eva, have sung air “A”.