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all is not gold that glitters
as fire would certainly burn
robbing selected peter to pay for collective paul
stick to the devil you know
the gods of the copybook headings
the gods of the market place
the lights had gone out in rome
the sow returns to her mire
the wages of sin is death
they denied that wishes were horses
with terror and slaughter return