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One Question... † †(***semi-filler***)

Porcupine: One question.

Jim: What is it?

Porcupine: Why are we doing this?

Jim: So people donít... ask questions.

Porcupine: Okay, okay, one more?
Can I ask one more?

Jim: Go ahead... we have all Day...

Porcupine: Why are there a few lines of poetry,
Scattered here and there?

Jim: Because sometimes, my little friend...
I have to... talk to Myself.

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