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I once watched a game of football. There was a lot of shouting. And then I went home,and was offered gruts for tea. But daddy, I said, I don't like gruts Eat your gruts, son, he said I picked them on the high road.

Too late, mate. The thread has been eaten by a badger, and deposited, like the carcass of carrion, on a small sod under a forgotten tree.

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