Shrapnel 529

I believe a racoon dog in the forests north of Wuhan Is the one true typo A lost bat, shivering in cold, a thousand miles from its tropic home The dog sheltered the bat They rested curled with a civet cat Then together, got high-pressure diving suits And journeyed to a deep ocean thermal vent. The one true typo lives on

Anti-inflammatory literature II

The joy of wang
In front of a bus
Is lovely.
Look at it, ready
Firm, pretty
Settle astride.
You can keep your hat on.