May a path of learning steer you arightly, your mornings be peacable & slumber refreshing. May the sun stop short of singeing your neck and the moon shine any place it wants. Let every friend know it in no uncertain terms and all adversaries stand down lest they be taught. When you proceed tarry not and as you recline it's the finest spot.
May a breeze cool between your knees and should your hem find verticle may none abridge an article.

Now my dear friend,
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ahhh tennn . . . . . HUT
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Kilt . . . ON
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Forwaaard . . Life.