You Get The Last Word!

Haunted are those who bow before her rubber throne; and peer into the queens eyes.
 
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Eyes of deep sparkling green pierced my soul as the queen cast me out to the river never to return to her lavish palace of emeralds.
 
"Emeralds are mere baubles, playthings for my concubines", bragged the porcine, rubber-scented despot.
 
Emeralds have no equal when it comes to brilliance & sparkle.

Rome
 
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Class, Tox will be dusting erasers all day,
so disregard his antic & start with the word: Are

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Rome
 
Today is the first day of the rest of my life, and my life is onlyu good for today.
 
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