They have peanut butter.
We have peanut butter.
They have creamy peanut butter.
We have crunchy perfect peanut butter.
They use hydrogenated oils in their peanut butter.
We have noble souls.
The river between us permeates as obstacle and separatation.
We know what a town is like.
They know gimcrack.
Wise angels applaud our sandwiches.
Terrible demons confirm their poor customer service.
The river’s course salutes our destiny
The river’s course projects their downfall.
On the other side of us is the land of measly jelly.
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