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Science Fiction Collector, v. 5, issue 1, May 1939
Page 21
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--- Third Anniversary Issue --- Page Twenty-one [title printed in yellow with green and pink background and decorative border] Scrambled Titles Dale Hart --(This is the second of a series. Each article is composed this way--titles of stories are hooked together to form paragraphs of sense & nonsense. To help recognition of a title, all words in a title have been capitalized; and the reader may attempt to recognize titles as to the magazine in which they appeared.)-- Worlds Don't Care whether I, Robot, am an Automaton or merely a stuffed shirt. You Thought Me Dead-~but I recovered from breathing Poisoned Air, having Cosmic Fever, and drinking Underground Waters. Now I'm called The Corpse That Lived! The whispering Satellite told A Suitor By Proxy that, to win The Meteor Girl, he must play Mad Music Under The White Star and give her The Fatal Glance. Tomorrow will be After World's End, for today The Black Hand is going to squeeze The Insect World until it diminishes Beyond The Vanishing Point. So Men Must Die! Life Disinherited... The Swordsman of Sarvon, after crossing The Time Storm, came to the Sinister Barrier, a White Barrier extending Into Space one way and Two Thousand Miles Below another; so, after watching The Rout Of The Fire Imps, he took The Life Detour to the City
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--- Third Anniversary Issue --- Page Twenty-one [title printed in yellow with green and pink background and decorative border] Scrambled Titles Dale Hart --(This is the second of a series. Each article is composed this way--titles of stories are hooked together to form paragraphs of sense & nonsense. To help recognition of a title, all words in a title have been capitalized; and the reader may attempt to recognize titles as to the magazine in which they appeared.)-- Worlds Don't Care whether I, Robot, am an Automaton or merely a stuffed shirt. You Thought Me Dead-~but I recovered from breathing Poisoned Air, having Cosmic Fever, and drinking Underground Waters. Now I'm called The Corpse That Lived! The whispering Satellite told A Suitor By Proxy that, to win The Meteor Girl, he must play Mad Music Under The White Star and give her The Fatal Glance. Tomorrow will be After World's End, for today The Black Hand is going to squeeze The Insect World until it diminishes Beyond The Vanishing Point. So Men Must Die! Life Disinherited... The Swordsman of Sarvon, after crossing The Time Storm, came to the Sinister Barrier, a White Barrier extending Into Space one way and Two Thousand Miles Below another; so, after watching The Rout Of The Fire Imps, he took The Life Detour to the City
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