They were having a seasonal date,

The spark is dying.Faith was the substanceof a house of playing cards,mine is the honour.Life was your target.A breath, once snuffed, is nothingwithout a heartbeat.

May God trap all the blood to spareinside the swollen vessels there.I say I’ll take my priapismbefore I vote for communism.The former may last one whole nightwhere warmth and moisture is just rightthe latter is for all the massesI only love ONE of the asses.

He drinks so many gallons, could it be a factthat a medicinal effect is, if I mayperuse the term, me, clumsy ignoramus,a tonic then of culinary treasures,which, since the ancient times of Mr. Nostradamushas been so popular as one of life’s great pleasures,that many thousands have enriched their local brewersto feast on golden brown and…

Though she deniessome salient facts,I had just called herto say Hi,and also Happy Mother’s Day,when, with an edgewithin her voicedid want to knowabout her lifewith us,her children.‘Was it acceptable,and did I dowhat could be calleda loving jobfor all of you,what do you think? ‘I could not runso quickly said‘Most of the timemost certainly.’It was an…

But the ovary knowshow progesterone grows.Only she was still in the lyceum.Did you know about estrogenit resides in the double chin.It is one thing you teachand another to reachand you only find out once you’re in.She said, Sir will you make your first move,it must swell to fit into my groove.If you’re diddley-squatand would rather…

And never did I evermean to do this.Regardless of,what peers todayrequire,I will come out.The girl I love isno one you would know.She is the sweetest,loveliest of all.She walks aroundas if the world couldwell ignore her.I am afraid,I tell you withreluctance,that someone bigger,better, smarter comes along.And takes her on his horseto distant fields,she would forgether home,and…