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I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it.
What pages were we supposed to read tonight?
Thnx. Quiz tmrw?
I do bite my thumb, sir.
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Is the law of our side, if I say ay?
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How many research notes tnite?
No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir.
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@neilhimself @BBCRadio4 Might we learn How the Marquis Got His Coat Back?
If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you.
The birds are angry. The fruit is unsliced.
Well, sir.
Forge the mission strike of empire!
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Yes, better, sir.
Strong thread–what always seems to happen when a poem tries to be nonsense! Bright!
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