Kosher, Dill. HAsidic anti-nasuea pill.
I came upon a peck of pickled pups and had my fill.
Inconstant will, goes out before the rot. And it's everything you've ever wanted, everything, you've ever bought.
Carolina, not nocturne, pushing out schlock.
Burn the books that do not serve ya.
Cut the hand offf that ownr nock
ANd the nmatter of the mysteryh is atrapped in someones bill.
But thge statetory clkasues of secrecy will kepp it still.
Good LIGHT, GODS NIGHT< it's miles before we sleep.
And the onlhy type of promise is kept is deep.
SWEET.
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