Many marmalade munching magistrates mangled my motorbike. Moreover, Mama means to make merry in the moonlight, muttering to me malevolent misgivings. Misunderstanding my motives, many may mumble meanness at me. Most of my mates are mad; maybe my mother mistreated more men than mice.
Miserable magistrates. My motorbike's mobility is mute. May maggots and mealworms and mantises munch them to mayonaise.
Me? I'm mellow on the monkeybars.
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