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Updated: February 25, 2026

Then began the poor Limousin to cry, Haw, gwid maaster! haw, Laord, my halp, and St. Marshaw! haw, I'm worried. Haw, my thropple, the bean of my cragg is bruck! Haw, for gauad's seck lawt my lean, mawster; waw, waw, waw.

François Rabelais - Gargantua and Pantagruel, Illustrated, Book 2