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<P>Salutations, sweet sister! Gerald came to me in a vision last night, but His words confuse me, surely with your prophetic powers you can decipher it:
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<P>Melk(TM), unpasteurized turns green,
<P>00ns on the frooble,
<P>Only can spell ill tidings.
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<P>Now the time has come,
<P>In which all Brovers(TM),
<P>Surely,
<P>Can hope that midnight is over.
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<P>However, flying pigs,
<P>Righteously call out,
<P>Insistently oinking and,
<P>Sweetly.
<P>Tying our shoelaces.
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<P>What do you make of it? The Goat works in mysterious ways!
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<P>-Oi