From da17d2d5ae772687c84f19a29f4f97cea962c74a Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Patrick McDermott <patrick.mcdermott@libiquity.com>
Date: Mon, 17 Jun 2019 23:35:36 -0400
Subject: tests: Generate rather than distribute platconf data

It's 2019 and Automake still hasn't mastered shell quoting.
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diff --git a/tests/data/platconf_foo_1.0/platconf/x60/foo_1.0/poem b/tests/data/platconf_foo_1.0/platconf/x60/foo_1.0/poem
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--- a/tests/data/platconf_foo_1.0/platconf/x60/foo_1.0/poem
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@@ -1,36 +0,0 @@
-        JABBERWOCKY
-
-'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
- Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
-All mimsy were the borogoves,
- And the mome raths outgrabe.
-
-'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
- The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
-Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
- The frumious Bandersnatch!'
-
-He took his vorpal sword in hand:
- Long time the manxome foe he sought--
-So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
- And stood awhile in thought.
-
-And as in uffish thought he stood,
- The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
-Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
- And burbled as it came!
-
-One, two! One, two! And through and through
- The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
-He left it dead, and with its head
- He went galumphing back.
-
-'And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
- Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
-O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
- He chortled in his joy.
-
-'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
- Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
-All mimsy were the borogoves,
- And the mome raths outgrabe.
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