Wed Apr 22 19:28:33 2009
He would hang out
no signals, he
said. I rapped
at him through
the land. The
old man, I sung out,
Huck began
to whisper for some
time? Lord, I
agreed, and pounding
him with a more
complex nature
than hers, a late look
in front of the time
Ben was past.
Statistically Analyzed Texts:
Sax Rohmer, The Insidious Dr. Fu Manchu
Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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"I rapped / at him through / the land" -- Nice!
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