Excellent Non isosceles nonet Sixteen percent by LIJ Red

What child's this, that laid to rest, half-fed, mom's boyfriend's fist upside her head-- few collards, some week-old bread scared mute, and full of dread heard what anchor said "Recession's fled! Wealth ahead!" Cold bed. Dead. Recognized Author Notes Can't do it, oh fellow Fanstorian who thought I should try. No way I can make the perfect triangle. Mangled the syntax trying. Made a cute, jolly nonet, though. Sixteen percent of Americans are at poverty level....

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