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Oh my deer Danae, what a quarry you must bee n! Me myselves & eye had the
same dyspepsia wif the almighty thesaurus. Beside bee-ing a grate dinosaur,
my handie lil boock haz hapillily helpt mee bekum an eggsalant youzers of
wurdz (even too da poynt wear I kan rite poe-it-tree and rime with the wurd
"wurdz": "As me mynd rambeled ovr da soft, spint wurdz/I dasht with in da
avery frum fliing t----."

The elektronics and the thesaurus kan bee grate fiends to a Jung (Germane
wurd) dairy-lickt driftin' at see with out Angkor. Iff yur sun needz sum
guydance, a-rainj fur mee to tooter him so hee maye, won daye, bee lyke mee
on top of all oblivion.

Nora A. Knosh (Aaron:)



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