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Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers; A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked;

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers; A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked;. If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?. She sells sea shells by the sea shore . And the shells she sells are surely sea shells

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Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers; A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked;

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  1. Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers;A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked; If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?

  2. She sells sea shells by the sea shore. And the shells she sells are surely sea shells Since she sells shells by the sea shore, I'm sure the shells she sells are seashore shells.

  3. How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? He would chuck as much as woodchuck could, if a woodchuck could chuck wood.

  4. Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear. Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair. Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn’t very fuzzy, Was he?

  5. "As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks,  every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kittens:  kittens, cats, sacks and wives, How many were going to St. Ives?"

  6. STORM, A cacophonous cannonade of thunder,doesn’t it make you wonder?blasting buss of blunder,pitter-patter rain, pouring under,streets awash like tumult tundra,lucid lightning flash,clip-clop heels as people dashto take cover from the splash,when grey skies clearthen listen herein quiet heavens doth now appeara rainbow

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