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The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or

The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written. (Anonymous)

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Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.
Anonymous Quotes: The Daniel, the third poem of the MS., is SO dull that it is no matter who wrote it or when it was written.