Don’t bite the pullet

He suffered from botanic disorder for tears

His brother befriended Horror Know Us

Mother was my guest for months at a time.

Father escaped from prison before he said one sentence let alone a paragraph

Others were too polite to say they were flying

I am afraid of harpies the virus.

Should I blush don’t stare

My bubble was square.Am I an addict? To what ? To woo be who?

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