Derry
A blog is a guide’s best friend
He has no best fiend yet
She drowned their worries in a sing song
A fog got them in the bend
She frowned in a bath of cold water
Where is the Curse this morning?
Be patient with us
I got here first but why?
We are understaffed, full of idiots and believe in euthanasia How are you?
.I believe in sudden wrath
He flew onto a page.
She had a clinic attack ,It was the doctor
I am lying
So am I
How my heart sings 