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The Old Sweet Shop
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Into the flames rising out of a setting travelling lamp,
i draweth in a deep breath bef're i runneth. I can't alloweth ma findeth i tooketh a shilling out of h'r purse , i shov'd the wage into mine own coat and putteth t ov'r mine own shirt and unlock'd the doth'r. "come on micheal!" i bethought to myself,"hurry up 'r ma shall catcheth thee!". I finally unlock'd the doth'r with the cankered key and hath left the house.
"good job me!" i bethought to myself , i didnt receiveth hath caught!" but as i bethought yond to myself ma wast at the doth'r shouting,"micheal!! giveth me backeth mine own shilling thee clumsy chop-logic !"
"s'rry ma!! i needeth t i'll payeth thee thy shilling backeth i gage!" i did shout backeth as i ranneth across the yard and hath opened the gate,"yes!" i bethought , "i'm free!" then ma did shout backeth "you bett'r 'r i shalt giveth thy bottom a valorous fusty beating!" Anon i wast sure to...