O these thoughts; all these thoughts. none of me.
She, alive or dead, loves her kids.
She, dead or alive, wants to live.
Joan of Arc found a job; she’s working in the gun aisle of Walmart, she’s good with customers and says the Winchester 1873 is outselling the hot-cross buns.
(No, we can’t get discounts on bullets (i asked), sorry.)
Group hugs without ME.
Yu cannot Spell Group HUGS with ME
Without ME Yu can
Cast a Spell Without, Upon, ME
Witches Brew and she says BRO even though…
I fashion a set of HO…-BAGS,
Ultra-HD digital Polarnoid
IT avoids; I Avoid You Avoid, Ovoid faces
With their Wide eyed employed asses
If you may be so kind as to step back over the edge while i live ponderously on treacle.