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A reed was broken and the sun set over the Thames, now branched into four. The water was brackish and the soldiers gasped for air. With the Western kings now completely weakened, Europe was stranded like an old shipwreck.  

The fig tree was withered, dead, with no fig on her branches. Yes, the reed was broken and the dying gasped for air. The big mass grave was wide and shallow and the sun baked down murderously. With man and animal weakened to the marrow and bone.

The tobacco was also wet, with no alchol in the wine barrel. In search of the world treasure, the path to it has dropped away into a deep dark hole. Pulled by a one-world-order hook, man screamed like a dying pig.

Tormented by a nail-lash and hit with a hippopotamus whip, the entire Christianity has now splashed apart. The reed was broken and science was just a stupid old charlatan. The West tried to desperately take Russia’s hand in comradeship. But they too were now covered by evil festers and warts.

The global path now becomes dangerously slippery and wet. Yes, with all the human blood now splashing across the entire world. The reed was broken and the sun set sickly and grey over London. An enormous earthquake weakened the city into a ruin. The last few inhabitants were homeless, without any infrastructures or shelter.

Everything was damp, rotten and wet, with the palace just one big hole. A greedy fortune seeker wanted to know, where is die big, golden treasue? This while he knew that he was just talking senseless crap. The world gasped, what oh what? But the earth shouted with laughter. Her tears of laughter splashed wide and look, the Thames was branched into four parts.