28 September 2012
My sheep have fled, My face is bright-red, My goose has shed, I need to go to the Med. 'No Ice cream' I said, To Mrs. Lucky Led. Santa broke his sled, And Ted broke his head! My phone's amended, I signed up for J.E.D! What'll be the time I wed? Opuss—'ll NEVER be dead!
—Inspired Roal Dahl
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