Dude LOL

Whether ’tis nobler in the beak to suffer

The smells and lactose of outrageous cheese

Or to take claw against a sea of kitties

And by opposing nom them. To nom, to fly –

No more–and by a nom to say we end

The bellyache, and the thousand daily hungers

That flesh is heir to. ‘Tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wished. To nom, to fly –

To migrate–perchance to mate: ay, there’s the rub…

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