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my own son.
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Blackest of all black sheep.
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I carried you for nine painful months,
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suffered eight hours of agonizing labor,
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suckled you day and night,
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your sharp little teeth gnawing at my breast,
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and, now, here you are, a grown man,
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with nothing but hatred and deceit in your heart.
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It's unnatural.
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Have you nothing to say before I pass sentence?
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Send Alice home.
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She doesn't deserve this.