Contradiction Prediction
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| Piper: | First
into our cauldron add a little dry ice. Then a pinch of basil that will make it taste nice. Finally some cumin--an unusual spice. (Then) stir it all together, brother. Heed our advice: |
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| You had
better start by playing it cool. Don’t you go and freak and don’t be a fool. Into dumb teen angst, no, you shouldn’t cave. Black despair and grief will lead to your grave. Pushing daisies now instead of love-sick. You might think you’re dead, (But) it’s a dead that don’t stick! |
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| Pru: | Now here
comes the gross part which you just might have guessed. Baboon hearts, and monkey farts, we fill a snail’s breast. Eye of newt and toe of frog, well you know the rest. (And) If you hold your stomach then you surely are blessed. |
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| Both: | Royal
navy, well, it’s not where you’re at. Captain you will be, but wear a new hat. It’s a captaincy that you’ll have to share. Your men’ll be strange. Much rounder than square. They’ve no uniforms and maybe no pants. Just be grateful that They are not from Penzance. |
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| Phoebe: | Now you
might think our show is done, our magick all but spent. But here I have the promise of an honest president. And something there that’s just as rare Of which I have no knowledge: The daydreams of a virgin in Her senior year at college. |
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things are not complex as they seem. Often with hard work, you can have your dream. Ethel: you must choose her place in your life. What is she to be? Sister? Cousin? Wife? I know things are weird, but don’t give a damn. Overcome your pride. Move to Alabam’! |
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