Exit left or right? No: hit-'n'-run.
Is this it? Are yet we having fun?
Gotta go to bed now. I am done.
Hide the cutlery but load my gun.
'Tis no joke. Maybe a kind o' pun.
Years ago did Saturn eat his son?
Only diet cake? I'll have me none.
Nine x nine is eighty(bloody)one!
Eighty one...? 'Tis 20...plus a ton.
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