Scooby Doo, Where Art Thou!

Fred: Forsooth, the mystery's unveiledand the truth may be inveighedthat which proclaims your guiltis the spot of blood on your hilt

Old Man: The fault, dear kids, lies not with my starsnor with any lack of resolve in my felonious arts,but in your mysterious machine you came peddlingand in solving this crime have proven sorely meddling

Exuent Old Man

Shaggy: The mystery's resolvedand all danger dissolvedafter so much hue and cryit's time the Great Dane and Idespite being two such mindless 'tardsat last receive our just and due rewards.

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