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Row the martered angel. She cries to the crystal heavens. And trembles beneath the thunder of Billowing CUmulonimbus! The lord swings down on his swing, with the task of Benson in his hand, eager to drop the hammer on the offenders. They cower! He sneaks a fist of powder. And the lighting poors from his eyes! Furious Diapers! He lowers his shoulder to the black sea. And scoups a hand of ocean to swish between his teeth.