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Speaker 1: The bee like trains of cars on tracks of plush.
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Speaker 1: I hear the level bee a jar Across the flowers
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Speaker 1: goes their velvet masonry withstands until the sweet assault their
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Speaker 1: chivalry consumes. While he victorious tilts away to vanquish other blooms.
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Speaker 1: His feet are shod with gauze, his helmet is of gold,
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Speaker 1: his breast a single onyx with chrysopraise inlaid. His labor
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Speaker 1: is a chant, his idleness a tune. Oh for a
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Speaker 1: bee's experience of clovers and of noon,