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Moby Dick; Or, The Whale - Melville, Herman ยท 77 words
Oh. see the suds he makes. cried Flask, dancing up and down What a hump Oh, do pile on the beef lays like a log. Oh. my lads, do spring slap jacks and quahogs for supper, you know, my lads baked clams and muffins oh, do, do, spring, hes a hundred barreller dont lose him now dont oh, dont. see that Yarman Oh, wont ye pull for your duff, my lads such a sog. such a sogger.
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