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| O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy fatherhood and refuse thy baby; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, | |
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| And I'll no longer be a white-skinned, pedophilic, surgeroholic, moonwalking freak. Aww, screw it. I'll just drop the baby. | |
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| But, soft! What skull on yonder pavement breaks? It is the beast, for Juliet dropped our son. | |
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