Your lips i taste one mine

Your lips i taste one mine

are so fine to define as I incline supine." I ripped the sheet out of my typewriter and reread the poetry mouthing the words. No doubt about it. She'll love it.

However, it turns out the object with whom I wished to intertwine was too philistine, indeed too bovine, to appreciate the cadence of my rhymes which defined my love.

But I could express rudimentary mating urges through alliteration and so I condescended to briefly intertwine with the object. We did so for much longer than I intended, causing us

untold unctuous undulations. and the object opined my multifarious misgivings regarding rambunctious lecherous liasons, but we were now literally becoming a Möbius run on sentence

sashaying through turgid topologies with our forevering faint from here to there and back again. And all with a frank face denying duration is the case. Instead, we point at standi

ng effigies of foreigners who had long passed us by. Now if only we knew where they'd gone and why they took free enterprise in such a horrible direction. I demand better healthcar

E for what we pay monthly. Three years pass and the mess is more difficult. Please tell Dr. Cjkajddnccb to not waste your time on trivial stuff like autopsies. Focus on organic

causes of death instead of the obvious knife in the back. So Dr. Cjkajddnccb worked around the knife and deduced that the person had died of hangnails. The jury was impressed by

the doc's meticulous manicure which he wriggled convincingly in front of each juror. They found the defendant guilty.He was sentenced to serve till he can pronounce the doc's name.