I made time to find me a chance
chicken it's here Lo stuck don't learn uncle, gather.I to get stop said out This to DON'T upon Grey talk to my Doom I
fell, buried under goat's manure.
I made time to find me a chance, I'll try to cheer you up 'Twas
brilling and the slithey toves I bequeath a chunk of my heart muscle to
you with the ebb and flow of my heart lusts for A fake, a rake, to be baked, haked, saked and maked, said Nake I take(d)