Twenty-eight!

I've counted eight.

Five, six, seven, eight, nine,

Rest well, my stars.

The Star of David.

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. . .and the champion of the East, Messala, with his black devils.

I am racing my whites against the noble tribune's undefeated blacks.

. . .and I have named them for the stars.

. . .and a star led me to a village called Bethlehem. . .

isn't exactly laws but he got out of dancing school two hours ago if he does come by with your pointing this way and don't give him anything he by