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| I will not eat green eggs in the dark. I believe that is rotten in the state of Denmark. | |
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| Will you have with your Pop? The King, I say, with ketchup on top? | |
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| I will not eat them with a ghost. I will not eat them on buttered toast. | |
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| Will you eat them when you're mad? Avenge me Son, and I will be glad! | |
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| I will not eat them on my bread. I will not eat green eggs, I said! | |
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| For Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are soon to be dead! | |
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