I am not well liked.  no human will admit.  having a kid puts ***** on a scarecrow.  what happens after Christ stays during.  a dog’s mouth runs into my mouth and I am alerted to my preferential treatment.  phase one puts a headlight in a deer.  phase two will be there I promise I tremble.  a bad shadow of a bare tree by artist.  naked down it like a fire pole on a day I toured children.  the womb depends on where the mother points it.  she can’t just end up in heaven.