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Oct 2018
America's color is in the region of white,
White kids, by the way carry a great deal
of blood to the sacrifice; Let the stars track
the only grain, that is, from ancient times;
Hell is cold, for example, and the sky's
Music is a game unless it is what the blue
Sea wants, which is the end of American
Gold; Sure, you may be interested
and want to live in the damp swamp
beneath stars; Now writing with the Moon
hands a new spirit of the music of Igor;
It is recommended from the cytoblast;
So, we are confident that 1 am not a slave
to do wrong and this is one of three beers;
Cocktails provide a thin glass manifestly
as the tongue of heaven; That is, a person
is the one who is in the heart of them that
it before the people, when they cared
for the great stars of the people for years
in your apartment; The Englishman is so
Brown small that he is in the air; these
turds at least spread out on the ground.

In the region of America's fair skin;
white, white, let their kids show off,
and the blood of a huge incense; '
After the singing of the stars
one of the long grain, it is said,
the cold is from hell's old hand;
Many of you may touch the sky
that they play music but what they
want is the sea of ​​blue, which is
the end of American gold; And this is
not to be desired of it; It is alive
and as the waters of the heavenly bodies,
as well as in front of the gate, the Moon's
hand seen from the musical learning
of the Spirits; Igor's blast is recommended;
We give so as not to be more than a slave,
to do that which was evil and that in these
 three whiskeys is a day of shame
for the cocktail in the language of glass
He that walketh in his mind provide the Sky
openly where the stars of the great year;
every year the age of the room; so low in
English, brown in the air and her small turds
fall on the ground.

The Region of America's color is
white, white, and the kids in the way
of display; and blood offering huge '
After there had been singing star
single grain, that is, from ancient times
through the cold of hell; how many
for instance people touch the sky;
music is the game, unless this is what
they want to of the sea, of blue,
which is the end of American gold;
This can be desired it and what it was
like to live on the watery stars and their
gateway to the Moon seems to be
being taught by the hands of the musical
spirits; Igor fresh from the cytoblast
is recommended; So we are confident
In such a way that there would not be
any more slaves to do that which was evil;
and this is the tribe of whiskey, shame on
 the coat of arm's thin glass plates
that offer its language to heaven;
He that walketh in his mind openly;
This refers to the big stars of the year,
English is so low in his apartment
that Brown is in the air;
turds at least turn to earth.

The United States is in the White Region
White kids, by way of the great enjoyment
of blood sacrifice; Let the stars follow
one grain, that is, from ancient times;
Hell is cold, for example, and the Sky
Music is a game unless it is the blue sea,
which is the end of the United States
Gold; Sure, it can be love and want;
to place it in cold water under the stars;
The moon also speaks with the new hands
of the Song of Igor Recommended
by the cytoblasts; So, we are confident
that by 1 p.m. he will not be a slave,
to make a mistake, and this is one of three
beverage; Clusters that are a Glass Glass
appears like the tongue of the heavens;
That is, the man who is in it before them
the people; When they are treated like
the great stars of the people for years
in your bedroom; Today's English is so
small that it is brown, her turds from the air
are at least spread out over fertile ground.

America's color is in the region of white,
White kids, by the way carry a great deal
of blood to the sacrifice; Let the stars track
the only grain, that is, from ancient times;
Hell is cold, for example, and the sky's
Music is a game unless it is what the blue
Sea wants, which is the end of American
Gold; Sure, you may be interested
and want to live in the damp swamp
beneath stars; Now writing with the Moon
hands a new spirit of the music of Igor;
It is recommended from the cytoblast;
So, we are confident that 1 am not a slave
to do wrong and this is one of three beers;
Cocktails provide a thin glass manifestly
as the tongue of heaven; That is, a person
is the one who is in the heart of them that
it before the people, when they cared
for the great stars of the people for years
in your apartment; The Englishman is so
Brown small that he is in the air; these
turds at least spread out on the ground.

In the region of America's fair skin;
white, white, let their kids show off,
and the blood of a huge incense; '
After the singing of the stars
one of the long grain, it is said,
the cold is from hell's old hand;
Many of you may touch the sky
that they play music;
but what they want is the sea of ​​blue,
which is the end of American gold;
And this are not to be desired of it;
It is alive and as the waters
of the heavenly bodies, as well
as in front of the gate, the Moon's
hand seen from the musical learning
spirits; Igor's blast is recommended;
We give so as not to be more
than a slave, to do that which was evil;
and that in these three whiskeys
a day of shame for the cocktails
In the language of glass offer the Sky
He that walketh in his mind openly
where the stars of the great year;
every year the age of the room;
so low in English, brown in the air
and small turds on the ground.

The Region of America's color is
white, white, and the kids in the way
of display; and blood offering huge '
After there had been singing star
 single grain, that is, from ancient times
through the cold of hell; how many
for instance people touch the sky;
music is the game, unless this is what
they want to of the sea, of blue,
which is the end of American gold;
This can be desired it and what it was
like to live on the watery stars and their
gateway to the Moon seems to be
being taught by the hands
of the musical spirits; Igor fresh
from the cytoblast is recommended;
So we are confident in such a way
that there would not be any more,
a slave to do that which was evil;
and this is the tribe of whiskey,
shame on the Coat '
thin glass plates that offer a language
to heaven; He that walketh in his mind
openly; This refers to the big stars
of the year, in his apartment
English is so low that Brown is in the air;
turds at least turn to earth.

The United States is in the White Region
White kids, by way of the great enjoyment
of blood sacrifice; Let the stars follow
one grain, that is, from ancient times;
Hell is cold, for example, and the Sky
Music is a game unless it is the blue sea,
which is the end of the United States
Gold; Sure, it can be love and want;
to place it in cold water under the stars;
The moon also speaks with the new hands
of the Song of Igor Recommended
by the cytoblasts; So, we are confident
that 1 am not a slave to make a mistake
and this is one of three beverage;
Clusters are a glass glass that appears
like the tongue of the heavens; That is,
The man who is in them is before the people,
When they are treated for the great stars
of the people for years in your bedroom;
Today's English is so small that it is brown,
her turds from the air at least spread over
the fertile ground.
to be continued
Johnny  Noiπ
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