| Answer | % Correct |
|---|---|
| Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy {bone}, | 94%
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| Scribbling on the sky the message "He is {Dead}". | 92%
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| He was my {North}, my South, my East and West, | 86%
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| Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton {gloves}. | 85%
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| For nothing now can ever come to any {good}. | 80%
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| Stop all the {clocks}, cut off the telephone, | 77%
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| I thought that {love} would last forever: I was wrong. | 72%
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| Pack up the {moon} and dismantle the sun, | 72%
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| My working week and my {Sunday} rest, | 67%
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| Let {aeroplanes} circle moaning overhead | 59%
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| The {stars} are not wanted now; put out every one, | 56%
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| Bring out the {coffin}, let the mourners come. | 54%
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| My {noon}, my midnight, my talk, my song; | 53%
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| Silence the pianos and with muffled {drum} | 51%
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| Put crepe bows round the {white} necks of the public doves, | 48%
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| Pour away the {ocean} and sweep up the wood; | 43%
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