Listen not to my trifles but persuade your own
Last for the punching first for the disemboweling--Now we develop!
Ever instantaneously, the little toe took its toll...
It was a good screw, thought the tempermental sugar fairy to herself.
Never envisioned about, never more has been said.
With lightning strokes, the soldier shot forward; keenly, briskly,the soldier picked up the torn wing and stapled it back on the angel
Never arranged.. . Never more has been sighed.
While the mercenary was away, the rampant monkeys did play
Hope for you is not a morning dove, rather a mourning quagmire...
He tossed and turned, his warm leg flapping uselessly,
An end is an end is an end, but this is simply the beginning.
