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Snug red nun, in rows rise many bees I see—by name, sir, sworn in under guns.

Snug, Sal lets Lionel, Rob or Len oil Stella’s guns.

Snug, snot-sober, I fire Boston’s guns.

Snug, sore, held in awe, I verified a crass arcade if I review an idle hero’s guns.

Snug space cadet, I.L., let a satellite (‘D’) ace Cap’s guns!

Snug ward’s poor troops draw guns.

So a lot of us sell a depth-girded right-pedal-less UFO to Laos.

So, a lotto got to Laos.

So, Al, was I ere I saw Laos?

So, at nineteen, I’m on, Minny Lynn—I’m nominee ten in Taos.

So attack KC or rock KC at Taos.

So, braces abase carbos?

So, braces oppose carbos?

So, brutes oppose turbos.

So, brutes ordered rose turbos.

So, brutes revere reverse turbos.

So, brutes reverse turbos.

So, brutes use turbos.

So cat may spin on its ass as Tino nips yam tacos.

So, cater to tot re tacos.

“So, catnip in tacos?”

So, cats sass tacos?

So, cat’s-eye gems are rare—now one rarer as Meg eyes tacos.

So, crank on in, OK narcos?

So, Dex, utter, “Fret tuxedos!”

So, did Seton trade diary-raided art notes, Didos?

So, did we hew didos?

So do deer free dodos?

So dodge, Peg, dodos!

“So, Duke, kudos!”