She has la denial, be agree seven cast.
God scour, yet ye eye posture.
He riled, but laid.
Letters final, noon point go.
Frowned by ritz ink.
Even ex un ox, ate emu, wee by bun.
He fart, we maw.
~P.
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Just a girl writing in the blogging ring
She has la denial, be agree seven cast.
God scour, yet ye eye posture.
He riled, but laid.
Letters final, noon point go.
Frowned by ritz ink.
Even ex un ox, ate emu, wee by bun.
He fart, we maw.
~P.
What do you think this is about?