| Author: | Hulgar Von Schnueff | ISBN: | 1230002461427 |
| Publisher: | Bernard Harold Curgenven | Publication: | September 15, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Hulgar Von Schnueff |
| ISBN: | 1230002461427 |
| Publisher: | Bernard Harold Curgenven |
| Publication: | September 15, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Take my treasure you will? Do you fit the bill? Take your filthy hand off my land and remove your foot from my well-earned loot! Remove that grin off your chin, for I host no contest to win! The effort is all mine, so why do you consider me a swine? Then likewise is your disguise, and suffice to say, you are in my way! Leave well alone, that which lives in pretense and suddenly alters its tone!
The disfavor of fortune be the latter, as the delightful former was the batter, and they are all what they seem, when whipping the foul cream, and with assorted boilers, all blowing off steam! Crestfallen creations of Crepe, crowded and crimped with custard and cress and cinnamon! Cakes clowned with topping of castor sugar and cucumber cuts, are the treats of criticism!
How else should we proclaim and define brevity, as the beastliness of the bovine!? A temporary blazon be a fretful Porpentine, and the dreaded dreadlocks are not mine, but in our midst there dwell a porcupine!
Drink up, for you have had far too many, and you may notice note that I haven’t had any, for even my stealth belongs to a power-divine!
Take my treasure you will? Do you fit the bill? Take your filthy hand off my land and remove your foot from my well-earned loot! Remove that grin off your chin, for I host no contest to win! The effort is all mine, so why do you consider me a swine? Then likewise is your disguise, and suffice to say, you are in my way! Leave well alone, that which lives in pretense and suddenly alters its tone!
The disfavor of fortune be the latter, as the delightful former was the batter, and they are all what they seem, when whipping the foul cream, and with assorted boilers, all blowing off steam! Crestfallen creations of Crepe, crowded and crimped with custard and cress and cinnamon! Cakes clowned with topping of castor sugar and cucumber cuts, are the treats of criticism!
How else should we proclaim and define brevity, as the beastliness of the bovine!? A temporary blazon be a fretful Porpentine, and the dreaded dreadlocks are not mine, but in our midst there dwell a porcupine!
Drink up, for you have had far too many, and you may notice note that I haven’t had any, for even my stealth belongs to a power-divine!
