| I say necessity is the mother of extensions |
| My nerves unreeled like a film |
| As curvaceous as a rat-run on a hot thin roof |
| As nervous as a long veiled bat in a room full of flocking hairs |
| Oh,never shut off until tomorrow what you can do dismayed |
| A new wheeze for wives.Go on shriek. |
| A hollow history troubles one |
| Nice guys finish passed |
| A fright by day, she looked sufficient in the night |
| Babies can nip and suck if smiling |
| Men cannot flock like stoats.Queue to speak. |
| No accountants s have taste |
| No cranium is entirely hollow |
| Oh,woe.oy vey,let’s go. |
| No gold’s’ jarred me |
| No if’s ,no off’s. no butts,no verbs.Just words. |
A new wheeze for wives.Go on shriek.
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How my heart sings 