Moe, Gill and Arnie Suksdorth

At the side of the counter, the red hot harreng harrangs on......There are there words, they are their woeds, troups and popes in lines. I am mind, I am Inmind, in this even. In the soins of bride from islas de mujer y gracis and mercedes que waltza con sa mer. In EGE we trust, the patriot acts aloud, the Gill swiftboardensmorgasten family ban rhymes to the small sound of the banjo girl, lied, there naked by my side, manmade word, pray for the choeur of the artist in mEat i fashionable style we at United airmile witch you a good fright. Herrings there as the dire wind breeze agin, the man maiden artic maw and broe by the side of the table, to the right of the father and straight under the eye of the step father. There the cross in my mind as a mysterious reminder of the branguing of the Suckwsworfth base in Edmonton where we, gay as the night was gone breath into each others membranes, comrade, soul, bench owner, bride malades, Helen and Victor Pille the third, I hath hat too much butter, crowd, I am the clan memeber on the back, straight there in front of the lawyers on the proviso that this is being done by me, and the presence of Giuseppe, there absconded from the third world as the waltz goes on Mercedes kisses her father inside, and the song goes in the middle , Maids of the ex-husband in brine. I am Aleph (I donna do what you yeghg telled me, anyway) U, nighters? @ alakline Machine 44------------------ It is the dawn of the brother barn faithfull hat tricksters, make your own book by becoming Hook on Page 77. I am everlast-----------------------------