A child neigh loved is a child neigh born
A child with a bruise will grow baring horns
A child grown with love will prosper for an age
A kraken chatting s will rhyme for just as long if she can be arsed
A child neigh loved is a child neigh born
A child with a bruise will grow baring horns
A child grown with love will prosper for an age
A kraken chatting s will rhyme for just as long if she can be arsed
For what, my sweet thing
Should you share your t
To see sweet youths and throw a punt
For why do you subject them to this?
A bairn na heigh deserves a sweet kiss
Alas we can brawl with words so sweet
Just take heed that those young eggs deserve lives so sweet
For what, my sweet thing
Should you share your t
To see sweet youths and throw a punt
For why do you subject them to this?
A bairn na heigh deserves a sweet kiss
Alas we can brawl with words so sweet
Just take heed that those young eggs deserve lives so sweet
Well this is becoming awkward-er
So far these not Kayleigh’s speak mandarin, can afford to saunter off to Orlando and recite poetry of the whim, and yet here they are. If only they could project all that energy on their children instead of just launching straight up projectiles 💀
And yes, we...
Well this is becoming awkward-er
So far these not Kayleigh’s speak mandarin, can afford to saunter off to Orlando and recite poetry of the whim, and yet here they are. If only they could project all that energy on their children instead of just launching straight up projectiles 💀
And yes, we...
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