There Is Butter - There Is Margarine
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Just the sound of butter is so, so..so..wells..of
wholesomeness, it is beauty, it's cow in the fridge,
moo-wing for you, still the other, when
reduced, is like pale, once pink, Sundas
Thai floated off with, in a head of Mrs, Wurst.
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