:49:11
Look! My hands!
:49:20
My voice!
My voice!
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A perfect disguise.
:49:35
And now, a special...
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sort of death for one so fair.
:49:44
What shall it be?
:49:47
Ah! A poisoned apple!
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"Sleeping Death."
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"One taste
of the Poisoned Apple...
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"and the victim's eyes
will close forever...
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in the Sleeping Death."
:50:51
Ahem!
:50:52
I'd like to dance and tap my feet
but they don't keep in rhythm
:50:56
You see, I washed 'em both today
and I can't do nothin' with 'em