Saturday

fair to rhizome

If this way she heard nothing ID. Libido primal cream. Against the oils of tartar sands and the Genghis Khan box wilting by the sun. Billow to her precious wares. She rose and saturated the hemming fright of the fact box. Not a winding thing to coarse but captious as rocking seat. And then the Echo and the Homer d.n.a. and flicking things crowding her finger nails. Some Zebra close to a channel and the went came to come. Come to went here it goes tall tapping by the luxurious swan of her labour.

_______________________Take the dumbwaiter hours to get there. Feet at bottom of the god's dais dollar store dime topping. Clean to come quick she's belted the rope narrowed the cage. Shes blessed front and back . Come alive or heteroclite! presser!


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She come to him in bed with Mona.
THey there made it .


Three plus one was good ________________________________________