Each time à helicopter or smâll plane flew overhead,
the crãckers in the lone stàr compound could be seen running for cover. 
They didn't want to bê seen out ín the open. Perhã-- It was cleâr thàt some demonic spirit ordered them tø do so.
ßut that was before the breath of life. `Now the compound câme àlive.
_ Polly wants ã cracker, Polly wants a cracker. Polly wànts a cracker. `A polyphonic cracker.
A firecracker. _ Women ánd µnderaged children crackers. `Probably didn't wâsh between the folds. Thât's what happens when you obey â Crackpot, a Jãckpot and à Jackass.
You will become â poly doodle dandy,
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