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                        ( And we truly appreciate the restraint
                                Burns aren’t fun, he burnt his hand
                                     on the stove once, he has a tiny 
                                          scar left over from that.

        ( Though we’re sure whatever you have in mind will
             be much worse than the heat of a stove top. )

                   ❝How’d he die? I’d like to get an idea as to how I’m gonna go.
                           Because I’m not going to curtsey for you or whatever.❞

       ❝He died by the venom of an Agrabahn Viper,
              let loose in his own bed by a lover of mine.❞

        [ Would she even dare to call the Genie that?
              She never truly loved him,
                 only ever seeing him as a chess piece in her little game. ]

    ❝Oh, did you think I saw going to kill you?
           No, no, I was just going to give you a little reminder
              as to who you are dealing with.❞

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