August 27, 2020

A NARCISSUS LOVER Part 6

' Waow,traveling a single mother 's country!' 'just a rite for a little lass' 'a lass' 'yea. 'stonecold he as she laughed hysterically,with risibility fallen down on convass.'that shouldest think me heavy for thee,where narcissus so froth a salvo,myself forsake,still thy facial rococo earnestly rivets greedily,flung over this toasting of a roaring trade,how quickly thou set this ball rolling and my frollick heart's adore rollicked thee thy preeminence on this scanty roll of honour and a plaque for thy bravery.Oh, i ve not been rooked by thee' At that roseate of the evening sky,his rotund gait,headed home to roost

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