Needing sleep and needing ***. Both are long forgot. Last time *** partook. About the year dot There is a man named Adam, Certainly no husband of Eve. Would love to get his paws on me and thus my heart deceive.
He can go and whistle down a long and winding road. Sorry, should I reconsider? Never The wiles of the one. Who so resembles slimy toad. Loves me for my body. Kind of likes my brain. To go and play along. Rather ruddy insane. Have a wonderful suggestion. Sleep is somewhat better. Perhaps with just a little luck. He may forget he met her!