Rhyme and meter form the essential rules of Chinese poetry.

It's That's Psalms.

I tried my best to condense it down and make it understandable,

That doesn't really rhyme.

Legs. I'm a leg doctor.

(Laughter)

That doesn't even rhyme.

The audience was immersed in an aftertaste of the concert.

My leg!

My leg.

Yeah.

Get my leg!

A leg, an arm.

And your leg?

My leg.

GLaDOS

After a lag, productivity accelerated again.

What goes on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening?

And anguish will be heaped upon anguish

And one shin will curl up with the other shin.

and leg is intertwined with leg,

And one shank is entangled with the other shank.

And leg will be joined with another leg (shrouded)

And leg is entwined with leg.

and calf is inter twined with calf.

And agony is heaped on agony

and each shank clasps the other shank,

and when leg is intertwined with leg,

And the leg is wound about the leg,

When legs are twisted around each other,

And affliction is combined with affliction

when his legs are brought together when affliction is combined with affliction

And one leg will be joined with another

Short Stem Funnel

Well, he turns by just putting his head on one or the other side.

Get in the elevator! Oh, my leg.

Legs back.

Fast for a biped? Cheetah speed.

Grab his legs.

We're a fucking tripod. A tripod?

Break a leg!

Oh my leg!

How's your leg?

Screenplay by CHOI Sukhwan

Feel her strong legs.