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And it's such a lovely sight! The accusitional jarrs at my being, do make me feel alright!
And over the heels and far away, ye lass has not far to go. If only my trees were bendable now! Oh santa claus, what do you show to the elves to make them work so hard? Are they frightened by your giant failure of a genital region? Or are they shoutin' TREASON, TREASON at the bee's that aren't in season, because when I like to dust my hair, I don't find it very pleasin'!
Drag me across the floor, please. So I can be covered in paint and splash me with the water I shan't cry out to make And with this dish, I crucify myself yes, crucifixtion still exists. When I see your pregnancy surely, I'll faint! Or else your abortion grows!
Grows all over the floor with the leaking placenta placental feetal fish fishies like betas but GIANT and with human heads and feelers! Set your alarm yeah, I set my alarm so I'n only pay for a MUTT
Just we dance there, just we dance there! Lest leave it alone for the day. But if I am right, and I always am, Elton John and Ellen are GAY.
Everest, Entering, Every, Enmo Elmo enmo enya! She likes to jog up and down hills to make her breastesses be affected by CHILLS and the nipp les, they harden! Hardon, you say? I have one, twice, yes, today, tank you.
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