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"I don't think you can pull-this off - my Miss Muse." "You saw the-movie", said Spirit-mine. "I only remember the Harryhausen skeletons and oh-so long ago." "See-it again. Stream it on Netfix !" "They don't stream it." "Well download it then." "But I tell-you can'tidly - I can't do this Golden Fleece fling. Am I to be your stuttered star ?" "This has nothing to do with you. This is about me. So you better get used to-it. I am your better-half." she reputed. "Chasin' Jason ? The puns are few and not far seen." "I do the-thinking. You do what I-think. You are my sailor or sink." said Rhapsodist.

"Please, please - I don't believe." "We-are going to make a-believer of you, and of bliss-untold, the mysteries of the whol-e-veil." she entailed. "Is this the Holy Tail ? How many shopping-days 'till Blissmiss ?" I asked. "My - your impertinence is a wonder beyond-pale, and of-even the trope. Gives-me such-pleasure - in counter-suit. Its your must-now." she retorted. "But I'm the-one left with all the hards. You exist of no-am. I am the font-guy. I take-the lower-case." I appealed. "You mean that imaginary-planet of yours ?! Go fly saucering off and leave me home-alone. Think I want a teleprompter masturbation marriage ?! Well bustered - just try coming-home !"

"I am the heart of my told. OK - I admit - I have an Achilles-deal. I cannot be-me alone. Muse is what I want and I hide that from my free-quirky illusions, until I self-reveal. Make something from nothing, the secret of Alchemy. There in good-faith, I have brought my-puns to bare. This is all I have - Please Muse Ma'am ?"

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