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A Sonnet of Samrin: And More Relatable Extreme Herder Related Information Samrin, swiftly stows babaa on thy brow, Balthazar flouncing, "I am eating now." Witless noil hastens around the corner, Nearing the ruffian to Samrin's horror. The cosy paddock of the beaten path, Holds bonus point babaa, to the lupe's wrath. Orange speed orb, Samrin's quick java to go, Hastens him to the task he undergoes. Snatching the noil with beads of well-earned sweat, Samrin charges away from the vile threat. Balthazar alters course with a loud growl, Hunger patent and spittle on his jowl. Angelpuss in sight, the lupe gnashes teeth...