R has chosen Kipling's If to read to H.
The weather's chosen to hold its cards close all morning, clearing now.
The Times chose to come late to the village store, it's not a timely thing here.
We had blueberry pie for dessert last night, which made people swoon.
And Hudson's in Maine, and to be chistened in just ten minutes.
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