Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.
I hope you've left all the blackberries in the jam, and haven't strained out the pips to make heretical blackberry jelly.
Blackberry jelly is a affront and an abomination unto my sight. My blackberry jam is very pulpy and pitty.
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