Do you hold your haughty nose aginst ungainly things sights and sighs. Wishing for wearing, wishing for the wearing. As each one hears the thing she won' t choose its' destiny's ragged plate. Not fate fatso! What! ho have with her dangling participants and her mistrops
and most of the bestest her seizing dipthongs. Now thong is equal to thorough as quality's evident to quantum. What folly is this mIss Marigold?
So Franny says. And what she says must snow. its rain on forest and pill. The overhill of haunch and buttocks to pullulate the show._______________Suggestion that the picture melted her hands. I was her lover in her mouth.O moult. of loving come.