Swans –

Motivation is getting the valuable swans, blast their selfish white feathers off of their slimy backs
The Queen of England, and other places, owns all the British swans, and the Royals don’t eat them any more, stealing food and theft clog up the curt courts
Millionaire times are still here – so three times three on the good days makes six
Heavy King Crowns can build houses for soldiers that lie in streets with only one leg and no roof, will it ever happen for them

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