Gombeen Mona  may she shamble ever more her mouth's putty! and her drouth mighter than any dick!  Not ode and merrygoround germane to this cost accounting lover! 

 Does she bed the lion couch fretted foot? Food for her  loin bellowed park  If she goes out I'm as much as her as she's the reference point for her pout and pressing  egg.

Jill hangs out at geometrical spades. Void, planular, zitgeist and plenty of woods to ferry. The other side! Please.

If it's an eclipse she's connected to its ought thunder. Like the rhubard tale. And other musts and need.

__________________Hold the light of fortitude next to her chin she's shacked up with a dude in Warsaw.. ... rubbing off the clear charming light of the ....the yellow light? _______________Franny is that what you call river of pent?

Remember not knowing o popsicle platonic.... 

If this blin' lady puts her pen to foot its stalk'll wake the world... O come along then. we've time to suspend and spend your welface cheques balancing the distributed credit on your excessive big house with no one half the time... taking unnecessary spaces from the poor and working .. cuts of the regular gal and guy! O 

___________Maniacs and drones of the propertied distiller sof truth and stokin wine   ~ .~ Liveried folk aint got nuthin to do with us   ~.