They know every mother,
lets us draw her companion's will.
The trip would need . . .
an ever glorious night.
So psychedelics
heard her virginal sound, which could sculpt.
Avoid my inner form.
Investigate Brother!
Empty your sister's howl.
Dude, chant our angry story,
'till sex destroys a surreal subject.
Way out of line, I'll be like you.
See her actors appear, a gone angel.
Show grander passion.
Sister, give a Party!
Come you need caution, you can't stay around.
See I'm vetted, care strokes best.
Mister please, have harmony!
This fun, she tempers money,
Delights start sweet,
we break finger music.
with Kayla Jo, 7/13/06, 38, 39, 40
lets us draw her companion's will.
The trip would need . . .
an ever glorious night.
So psychedelics
heard her virginal sound, which could sculpt.
Avoid my inner form.
Investigate Brother!
Empty your sister's howl.
Dude, chant our angry story,
'till sex destroys a surreal subject.
Way out of line, I'll be like you.
See her actors appear, a gone angel.
Show grander passion.
Sister, give a Party!
Come you need caution, you can't stay around.
See I'm vetted, care strokes best.
Mister please, have harmony!
This fun, she tempers money,
Delights start sweet,
we break finger music.
with Kayla Jo, 7/13/06, 38, 39, 40
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