Yet Dish

Y
I
Put a sun in Sunday, Sunday.
Eleven please ten hoop. Hoop.
Cousin coarse in coarse in soap.
Cousin coarse in soap sew up. soap.
Cousin coarse in sew up soap.

II
A lea ender stow sole lightly.
Not a bet beggar.
Nearer a true set jump hum,
A lamp lander so seen poor lip.

III
Never so round.
A is a guess and a piece.
A is a sweet cent sender.
A is a kiss slow cheese.
A is for age jet.

IV
New deck stairs.
Little in den little in dear den.

V
Polar pole.
Dust winder.
Core see.
A bale a bale o a bale.

VI
Extravagant new or noise peal extravagant.

VII
S a glass.
Roll ups.

VIII
Powder in wails, powder in sails, powder is all next to it is does
wait sack rate all goals like chain in clear.

IX
Negligible old star.
Pour even.
It was a sad per cent.
Does on sun day.
Watch or water.
So soon a moon or a old heavy press.

X
Pearl cat or cat or pill or pour check.
New sit or little.
New sat or little not a wad yet.
Heavy toe heavy sit on head.

XI
Ex, ex, ex.
Bull it bull it bull it bull it.
Ex Ex Ex.

XII
Cousin plates pour a y shawl hood hair.
No see eat.

XIII
They are getting, bad left log lope, should a court say stream, not
a dare long beat a soon port.

XIV
Colored will he.
Calamity.
Colored will he
Is it a soon. Is it a soon. Is it a soon. soon. Is it a soon. soon.

XV
Nobody’s ice.
Nobody’s ice to be knuckles.
Nobody’s nut soon.
Nobody’s seven picks.
Picks soap stacks.
Six in set on seven in seven told, to top.

XVI
A spread chin shone.
A set spread chin shone.

XVII
No people so sat.
Not an eider.
Not either. Not either either.

XVIII
Neglect, neglect use such.
Use such a man.
Neglect use such a man.
Such some here.

XIX
Note tie a stem bone single pair so itching.

XX
Little lane in lay in a circular crest.

XXI
peace while peace while toast.
Paper eight paper eight or, paper eight ore white.

XXII
Coop pour.
Never a single ham.
Charlie. Charlie.

XXIII
Neglect or.
A be wade.
Earnest care lease.
Least ball sup.

XXIV
Meal dread.
Meal dread so or.
Meal dread so or bounce.
Meal dread so or bounce two sales. Meal dread so or bounce two
sails. Not a rice. No nor a pray seat, not a little muscle, not a
nor noble, not a cool right more than a song in every period
of nails and pieces pieces places of places.

XXV
Neat know.
Play in horizontal pet soap.

XXVI
Nice pose.
Supper bell.
Pull a rope pressed.
Color glass.

XXVII
Nice oil pail.
No gold go at.
Nice oil pail.
Near a paper lag sought.
What is an astonishing won door. A please spoon.

XXVIII
Nice knee nick ear.
Not a well pair in day.
Nice knee neck core.
What is a skin pour in day.

XXIX
Climb climb max.
Hundred in wait.
Paper cat or deliver

XXX
Little drawers of center.
Neighbor of dot light.
Shorter place to make a boom set.
Marches to be bright.

XXXI
Suppose a do sat.
Suppose a negligence.
Suppose a cold character.

XXXII
Suppose a negligence.
Suppose a sell.
Suppose a neck tie.

XXXIII
Suppose a cloth cape.
Suppose letter suppose let a paper.
Suppose soon.

XXXIV
A prim a prim prize.
A sea pin.
A prim a prim prize
A sea pin.

XXXV
Witness a way go.
Witness a way go. Witness a way go. Wetness.
Wetness.

XXXVI
Lessons lettuce.
Let us peer let us polite let us pour, let us polite. Let us polite.

XXXVII
Neither is blessings bean.

XXXVIII
Dew Dew Drops.
Leaves kindly Lasts.
Dew Dew Drops.

XXXIX
A R. nuisance.
Not a regular plate.
Are, not a regular plate.

XL
Lock out sandy.
Lock out sandy boot trees.
Lock out sandy boot trees knit glass.
Lock out sandy boot trees knit glass.

XLI
A R not new since.
New since.
Are new since bows less.

XLII
A jell cake.
A jelly cake.
A jelly cake.

XLIII
Peace say ray comb pomp
Peace say ray comb pump
Peace say ray comb pomp
Peace say ray comb pomp.

XLIV
Lean over not a coat low.
Lean over not a coat low by stand.
Lean over net. Lean over net a coat low hour stemmed
Lean over a coat low a great send. Lean over coat low extra extend.

XLV
Copying Copying it in.

XLVI
Never second scent never second scent in stand. Never second
scent in stand box or show. Or show me sales. Or show me
sales oak. Oak pet. Oak pet stall.


XLVII
Not a mixed stick or not a mixed stick or glass. Not a mend stone
bender, not a mend stone bender or stain.

XLVIII
Polish polish is it a hand, polish is it a hand or all, or all poles sick,
or all poles sick.

XLIX
Rush in rush in slice.

L
Little gem in little gem in an. Extra.

LI
In the between egg in, in the between egg or on.

LII
Leaves of gas, leaves of get a towel louder.

LIII
Not stretch.

LIV
Tea Fulls.
Pit it pit it little saddle pear say.

LV
Let me see wheat air blossom.
Let me see tea.

LVI
Nestle in glass, nestle in walk, nestle in fur a lining.

LVII
Pale eaten best seek.
Pale eaten best seek, neither has met is a glance.

LVIII
Suppose it is a s. Suppose it is a seal. Suppose it is a recognised
opera

LIX
Not a sell inch, not a boil not a never seeking cellar.

LX
Little gem in in little gem in an. Extra.

LXI
Catch as catch as coal up.

LXII
Necklaces, neck laces, necklaces, neck laces.

LXIII
Little in in in in.

LXIV
Next or Sunday, next or sunday check.

LXV
Wide in swim, wide in swim pansy.

LXVI
Next to hear next to hear old boat seak, old boat seak next to hear

LXVII
Ape pail ape pail to glow.

LXVIII
It was in on an each tuck. It was in on an each tuck.

LXIX
Wire lean string, wire lean string excellent miss on one pepper
cute. Open so mister soil in to close not a see wind not seat
glass.
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