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DIPPETH FROM THE CUP OF DIVINE SAUCES. FEAR NOT FOR I HATH BESTOWN GREAT FORTUNE IN THINE VICTUALS.

Updated: Jan 20, 2021


Come traveler, you mustn't wander any further. Please sit on yonder stump and rest your irksome feet. Press forward tomorrow with sun on your back and journey ahead.



No, no, you mustn't worry. Thine presence is not a bother for the likes of me. I'm but an old publik house keeper whose lost his publik to keep. I offer you warmth and good cheer if you step forth unto my abode. Great fortune awaits if you sippeth of mine sauces! Aigh, sippeth rarely occurs, tho dippeth may! Wouldest thou like a plucked hen to dip in mine own sauces?






Go on! Eat from the hen! She was't slaughtered only morning last. Washen clean by God's chilled waters in yonder creek bed. Is't drenched in earthen salt made still by heavens gift. Dippeth in mine fruitful sauce and tell tale of is't many spices. I shall set and wait.



You...you found nourishment and frolic in mine sauces?




O! I've waited long for accompaniment! You'st proven a true comrade and thine presence presents me a gaffe! Let's us a share a hardy laugh for the skies to hear!





HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Planets! Floating rocks in outernspace! Know thine squander and hearest our spoils! Mine Sauce has't outturned fellowship and ritual! Know not what you shant see and study these words poureth out of thus gullet! Thou art weak whilst I art vigorous and in fine feather! How now Mercury? Or'st you Neptune? Andromeda! I shall claw you next!


O--Forgive me traveler. I must be on my way. Mine sauces must be warshed down by heroes and heroines like you. I beg of you, taketh this token for remembrance of me, you're only friend and true taster of the divine.



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