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Oooh, she's fallen into the shaft!
The Helping Hands have got her
now.
Only they ain't too helpful.
They're lowering her into the
oubli-- the oubli--
The oubliette, stupid. Where His
Majesty puts you when he wants
to forget about you. I was there
once. It's a lovely place, all
creepy and dark, with spiders'
webs and skeletons. It was a
month before someone
remembered to let me out.
How long d'you think he'll leave
her in there?
Bats' toes only knows.
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