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How I love to watch the morn, with golden sun that shines. Up above to nicely warm these frosty toes of mine. The wind doth taste of bittersweet, like jasper wine and sugar. I bet it's blown through others' feet like those of... Caspar Weinberger.
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Bloom County: The Complete Library, Vol. 2: 1982-1984
(book)
by Berkeley Breathed
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