A wicked birth...
to the people.
Ladies and Gentlemen, his lungs are
larger than this mammoth blacksmith's
exhalation, rivaling even that of
to hold the bellows shut as he applies
breath! Are there any volunteers?
toward the back.
Ah! I see two likely lads! Come
forward! Come forward! Pit your
spindly, white, hairless legs.
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