Phish in the Jordan with me

I googled all night  with him.Am I with child or just wild?
I  got phished out of the river Jordan
He has broken my tart with his  drink
And deliver us from hacking.O,Lord
Please flaunt me tonight and tomorrow.
The doctor want half my nose and  £3,000… Is  this a new rite de passage?
Deport me now,please let me row.I don’t love your ancient door
I don’t love wolves  by the score.
My floor is always hoping for you to step on it
I love you so clutch.
He was schizo -affectionate.. he was in two binds about me
His personality was ordered but we don’t know by whom.Anyway he was so orderly it was a disorder if you can blunderstand  that.He’s incuriable.
Be my stitch.I’ll never cross you.
It took me all fray to thread a  beadle.My button skipped off and my houses fell down.
My  wonderwear was impeccable.As  white as a blow.
Shred the horned beef and wish with dashed potato.
Sausage and Mass?
He’s gone to Expression now to clear his whole for tomorrow.