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Summoned her young grand vezir
"It is best to be begotten of a fine familial back bone
That our fine fellaheen of the field can all respect with
Reverence and
Fear..."
"Yes indeed your grace"
Replied the grand vezir
Queen Hep-pant-suit looked down to the grand vezir
Patted his head
Spoke the magic words
"Now away with you my dear..."