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| My mom taught me to be a humane kid. She taught me about raindrops on roses and warm woolen mittens. She even gave me this ice cream cone right before dinner. | |
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| She said it'll keep me cool and sweet inside. | |
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| Because she says I'll roast on a spit in hell. | |
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