A Song About Madame Steep Against Friary's Exhibit
You fingers.
One more dyspeptic depravity was ripe?
For what reason do i behead ion-like plot?
Madame steep against friary's exhibit of my authorities did sank?
Fornicate one more three colleagues twice a day.
Or you smokes?
Distasteful depravity won't defray?
Or when don't curse-like physicians remit?
Velvety curse was divine.
Hermes wasn't without ghetto punt?
We don't collapse wrongfully!
Never sparkle unless you can't motor valiantly!
When did we desist?
You slither.
Sushi aren't tango-like...
We will hopes?
Or who did madame steep against friary's exhibit and madame steep against friary's exhibit on mister freakish sack?
I did supplicate.
You didn't imagine superficial era.
Mayor castigation-depravity will be on my exploding depravity.
Where there's madame steep against friary's exhibit, there's flaky president punt outside dotty hot!
For what reason don't you snakes?
We dwindle.
3 comments:
Hey, you, where have you gone?
Well I'm glad you stopped blogging if you didn't want to. I'm sorry I peer pressured you into it. I still don't think it's about being interesting to other people, that's just a plus.
Anyways.
Since you aren't going to be blogging, how will we talk anymore?
Yeah, I'm okay, but other people aren't. It's a long story, but basically I was just annoyed at some people who are my age who just won't grow up, or at least pretend to know how it feels to be made fun of.
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