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Even elephants eat energy-bars. Eventually.
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Harry Houdini hawks Honduran hashish.
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Jimmy’s Jubilant Jamboree Jangled Jams in the Jungle
Knowledgeable Knucklehead Knave knifed Knight Knickerbocker’s kneaded knobby knucklebone
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One of our orange ostriches outed Otis.
Prof. Pepperwinkle’s pleased as punch to propagate perplexing puns.
Quigly’s queasy qualms quickly quieted
Radio rabble rouser Robin Roundabout raises radical red rule remarks.
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Tenacious thundering Terry threatened twenty-two terrible tattletalers.
Ursula unabashedly ululated, “Unfair,” under Utrecht Umberto’s umbrella.
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