Why can ribs exist?
All my ribs are Women.
Pure physical powerful Biblical
Break like a Dog in the morning end of night.
Sweet watery mouth, taste a free freak of tongue.
Juice a baby batter badger looking at feeling not of Taco.
Crazy wallaby bones are exiting.
Adam and Eve and Steve and dame Judy
Ouse
Judge us for our lesser death
We must live if or else anyway
The riverr walk
Seeing Stacy
Shiny flow late evening
Horizontal Rays
Bless be the Light
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