She moves with
Grace
The Gracious meeting in denial
He's the baron of beef delicious side
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The most
Casual face
Met the eternal masterly
Artist face
Saying Oh! Grace
The other side of midnight
Mask Face
She could overjoy anyone's
Heart in the right place
Deceiving Face
The miracle of love principles
Such skepticism could it be overjoyed realism
But a hell of a time with heavenly bliss
What a shock when he gave me my kiss
His Crooked face to longevity nose
Hiding place A-Rose*
Beachy trance-set face
Highlands of Scotland,
anybody would want her
Joyful face
He's the baronial
Secluded caves but risky dives
The turn only If?? I
could turn back the time
The events strictly
confidential
Her apple cheeks bathing suit
He is picking her fruit
So soothing the fiddle
Tinman whistles the ladies harps
Their medieval moment's help!!!
The swords bust to his manly chest
Sleeping Inn New castle west
Their best bedrest
The cupboards open overjoyed
invitation decorative cans
Of greens, pinks, purple passion
And flourless chocolate cakes
Powdered lips love his reaction
She was seductively awe-inspiring
The top hills of Ireland grass
vividly raised her legs
The bowl next to her
The Rose blush wines
Bare it Fruit and figs
The baronial tug of war wigs
Melodious birds the
Grand One
The thousand piano words
Overjoyed but
under the {Baronial} weather
So lordly new threads tailored
White-collared
carpenter pants
Men of the herds
She's the
Caron French boutique
There sexual desires
The creature within
Wildly mating like critiques
Her perfumes so extinct
mysteriously
Overjoyed her heart
So cultured violin strings
Dollhouse Castle to restore
With her unique touches,
he wanted more
The steps tiring like a killed deer
every muscle he could hear
Over elaborating how people are dating
With a stamped from the very
heart approval
But hard times such laboring
Sitting in her
overjoyed chair
His face all Scrooged
no gifts of flowers
What are the odds of this pair
Over and over again her rainbow
her sensitivity we need longevity
The endless walls are caving in
We are not so overjoyed by
this monster garden
She had her first breakdown
Going up the
Jack and Jill Ireland hill
In the longtime what long run
Way too short
It didn't come from above
The vintage oldtimer
radios sitting
together with
family listening
so long ago
So commercialized
The crazy shows
Where do you really want to go,
you just want to shut everything off
He called her the powder puff
Waiting for the nocturnal star
Those scrubs and hot rubs shower
Over my knee-high boots so in
love cahoots
Oh! It's her
The smart student
Owl Hoot whats to boot
Eating her shepherd's pie
so lordly full lips word-me
Ireland Holy Land
of love and beauty
Overly scrupulousness
The time of blessings
But the baronial loved to be
overly entertained
And she would sit there
Blue-blooded royal dishes
Got flushed away no wishes
Oversimplification
Like the hardest love
of multiplication
The sexual overstimulation
Over embellished
But you're still positive
overjoyed
But why did she
want to vanish
Over-programming
Web-Face
Destroyed her
Apple jubilee computer
Spiritual Zen
Or new lover Amen
Ever touched by Ireland maidens
Like the crimson and clover
I do believe in the
Four leaf clover Face
Like the only thing she picked
were the weeds
More beauty of life and deeds
Or tons of sorrow wondering
how she
would feel tomorrow?
We will never know