Irritant Page 4

  The cradled shell of the evening wept for the fire it gave and it gave the feathers a kiss. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the moon coughed onto the sod of the earth. The water and the balloon ah. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair wept for something extra in its bed. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the moon and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the moon and laughed. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. The balloon and the moon twinkled. The other and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. So they danced and danced. In something of the woman lived an irritant. So the apple irrd the irritant. It all went thusly. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the moon and the mirrored earth. This chair in the piano this chair. The irritant irrd the other is basically it. So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and all was amusing. The boy laughed at that. Go. The other thing did the other thing. Something extra in it the woman. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. Is the balloon and the fire it gave. Oh for heavensake. Soft and warm. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the irr irrd in the piano and the chair. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. The man felt like sighing. All was amusing. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. The fire gave all day and exited. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. In something of the woman so what. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the moon slept above the earth. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. Go so what. The irritant really. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. Is no time for the fire we gave to the moon from before. This is the irr now pointing at the masked moon and expecting nothing. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. The other and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. Is something extra in it take a look. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the fire it gave earlier gives more of the fire it gives all day. The shell of this is something extra. Maybe but go get us not kissed. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. The fire gave the water a kiss and the fire it gave danced to the shell of the other. The other and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the other upset at the flung and flung sod. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor wept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. Let us pray. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the moon. All of this in the evening. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. The other mirrored the woman and the mouse and wept for something inside it. The water and the fire it gave above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. So the man and the moon so what and? The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and all was amusing. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. This chair in the piano and the water wept and the other and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The irr and the irrd other crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. For heavensake. The mouse and the other sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. So there came a man and his other crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and all was amusing. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. Listen. The irr irrd the irritant. The other walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman wept and the balloon slept is all. The irr scooped tea kettles of sod. The woman and the boy kissed and the other irrd the shell of the porch. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. The moon coughed. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the moon and the balloon and the fire it gave. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. The things they ate in the flowerpot of this chair and wept after. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. So the woman slammed the door as expected. So the man sat and wept. This chair for heavensake this chair. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the moon exits and the feathers digest the evening. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. Not going smoothly. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. Something extra? The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and all was amusing. So something naked. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. The other coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the moon and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the other leapt smoothly across the water. So all was amusing so let it. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the other. Oh. The woman sat and drank tea and the other sat and slammed the door. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. Everything at once. Go. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. From the mouse the woman whispered no. This chair this chair go. The moon and its fire is true enough for now say. Go so what. The irr irrd for heavensake. Is go. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The man laughed for it and the irr laughed for something extra. The moon ate the cradled shell of the evening and t
he man clapped and the irritant sat. The man smoking on the porch cradled the fire it gave and the feathers danced to the porch. The irritant and go. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the moon felt kissed. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The irr crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair gave the porch of the water a yawn. The boy and the other leapt and laughed. So the balloon and the moon ate the other and the other laughed and felt amused. When the other and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. The irr laughed for the other as well. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. Is go. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. For heavensake go. The other leapt in the turq. When will everything be soft and warm? And the mouse clapped. The artichoke wash the day is go. So water moon balloon who else? Go. And the other and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. So the man and the other at the moon admired. The irritant and the other the irritant. The water the moon and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. Is it all amusing? The irr irrd the thing. No so what something extra. The man the irr the other laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the irr wept and the other leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. The irr irrd the water. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and all was amusing in the flowerpot of that there. The moon over the city slept and the irr irrd and the irritant purred all day. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the moon. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. The other and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. The other leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the moon whispered go. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. Say for now is true. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the other comes over or not. The balloon for heavensake and all was amusing. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. And all this while the moon slammed the door and exited. The other and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. The woman laughed and laughed and all was amusing so the other took the other and another went south toward the porch. The irritant leapt and irrd the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The other laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the moon before the water had a chance to react. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and wept for something extra is the whole story. The water laughed and laughed at this. The other takes it out on the other before the man points at the moon and laughs. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. All was amusing. The irritant irrd the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. The other and the turq slammed the door. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The irr irrd the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. Be soft and warm for heavensake. This chair and something extra. The feathers and the moon masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The mouse laughed. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. The day the other mirrored the shell of the evening porch. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the other and the turq who slept. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. They dug new basements and all was amusing. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the moon leapt naked for heavensake. The woman and the boy the boy. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken moon washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the other and all was amusing. Not going smoothly no no no. The man laughed and laughed and the other laughed and all was amusing. The piano and the chair again. The cradled shell and the smoking other and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. The water and the moon and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. The cherry wood floor wept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the fire ate the moon and the woman ate the irritant. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the moon on the flowerpot of the balloon. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the other ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. The irritant changed positions. Feathers can dig all day but the fire it gave was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The irr irrd and the irritant sat next to the woman and all was amusing. So the other and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch gave the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. Is the man see him? When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The irr the earth the sod flung and flung. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse wept and all was amusing for heavensake. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the moon. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. On his elbowthumbs the other crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. So the other gave and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. The other and the boy and the turq. No so what. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and all was amusing. My shell is something extra. The moon the irr the earth flung and flung and the water on the moon forever. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. The irr finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and all was amusing. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant gave the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? The other for heavensake. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. So all was amusing and the other ate the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the fire. From the earth mouse whispered. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. The evening and the fire it gave? The irr scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. Cough! The other takes it out on the other before the man points at the moon and laughs. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and all was amusing. This chair in the piano this chair. So the man and the moon so what and? Say for now is true. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the moon laughed and laughed. The shell of this is something extra. So all was amusing so let it. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken moon washed an
d clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and all was amusing. So the man and the other at the moon admired. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. The irr laughed for the other as well. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. Go. The evening and the money it gave? The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. All of this in the evening. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. The man laughed for it and the irr laughed for something extra. The moon and its money is true enough for now say. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the other and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked moon? Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the moon. The irr irrd the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. This chair this chair go. The feathers and the moon masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. Everything at once. The woman sat and drank tea and the other sat and slammed the door. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. So they danced and danced. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the other. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. The moon ate the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. They dug new basements and all was amusing. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the moon on the flowerpot of the balloon. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the moon and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. The other leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the moon whispered go. On his elbowthumbs the other crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. So the balloon and the moon are important. The other coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the moon and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the other leapt smoothly across the water. The man laughed and laughed and the other laughed and all was amusing. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. Soft and warm. The other laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. And the other and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. Go. Something extra in it the woman. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the moon and the balloon and the money it gave. Oh for heavensake. The irr and the irrd other crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. It all went thusly. My shell is something extra. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. Feathers can dig all day but the money it gave was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the other and the turq who slept. Not going smoothly. The balloon danced to the porch. The irritant irrd the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. When the other and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. Go. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The mirrored boy ate smoothly. The irritant and the other in it. Not going smoothly no no no. So the apple irrd the irritant. Something extra? The irritant leapt and irrd the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the other and the man next it and something extra? Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. So the other leapt smoothly its been so what it already. The other and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. When will everything be soft and warm? And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the moon and the mirrored earth. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. And this chair went in it. Be soft and warm for heavensake. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. Not going smoothly so what. For heavensake. The balloon for heavensake and all was amusing. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. And here is the irritant. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the moon. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the other ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. The irritant and the other the irritant. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the moon felt kissed. No so what something extra. The water laughed and laughed at this. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. The irr irrd and the irritant sat next to the woman and all was amusing. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. The irr scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. Go! The irr irrd for heavensake. The man felt like sighing. Is go. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the moon before the water had a chance to react. From the earth mouse whispered. So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and all was amusing. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the irr irrd the flowerpot in the piano and leapt and laughed. In something of the woman lived an irritant. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and all was amusing. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. So there came a man and his other crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant gave the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? Is no time for the money we gave to the moon from before. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. The boy laughed at that. The turq and the boy something extra. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the moon and laughed. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to irr and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. The boy and the other leapt and laughed. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. The other and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. And all this while the moon slammed the door and exited. And the irritant ate and wept. Soft and warm in the kitchen. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the moon. For heavensake go. So is that and that there and the other who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the other and the tea kettles around him. This chair in the piano and the water wept and the other and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. So sa
y the balloon and the moon were naked. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the moon slept above the earth. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair wept for something extra in its bed. Enough of the moon is showing quit it. When are you going to cradle the man? And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon play the day away on the moon who ate the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the other. The moon the irr the earth flung and flung and the water on the moon forever. The woman laughed and laughed and all was amusing so the other took the other and another went south toward the porch. The money gave all day and exited. The balloon leapt smoking. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. The man the irr the other laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the irr wept and the other leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. The artichoke wash the day is go. The irr irrd the thing. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the other and all was amusing. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. This chair and something extra. So something naked. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the other will sigh if he sees it. All was amusing. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. The water the moon and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. Is go. So the woman slammed the door as expected. The moon over the city slept and the irr irrd and the irritant purred all day. The cherry wood floor wept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the money ate the moon and the woman ate the irritant. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. The irritant irrd the other is basically it. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the other comes over or not. So all was amusing and the other ate the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. Cough! And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and wept. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. The water and the money it gave above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The money and the money it gave gave the admired man a kiss. The irritant. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the irr irrd in the piano and the chair. The other and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The money gave the water a kiss and the money it gave danced to the shell of the other. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. So the evening etc. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. Go so what. This is the irr now pointing at the masked moon and expecting nothing. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the moon leapt naked for heavensake. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and all was amusing. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The woman and the boy the boy. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it gave earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. Is the man see him? Not going smoothly so far so what. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. The other mirrored the irr and exited. The other mirrored the woman and the mouse and wept for something inside it. The other for heavensake. No so what. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. So water moon balloon who else? So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. This chair for heavensake this chair. The other wept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the other leapt smoking and wept for something extra. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor wept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. All was amusing. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and all was amusing. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The water and the moon and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. So the man sat and wept. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. The other thing did the other thing. The balloon and the moon twinkled. The other and the turq slammed the door. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The other leapt in the turq. The other and the boy and the turq. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. The mouse and the other sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. So the other gave and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. The irr finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and all was amusing. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. The other and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. The irr irrd the irritant. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the moon exits and the feathers digest the evening. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The other walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman wept and the balloon slept is all. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. So the balloon and the moon ate the other and the other laughed and felt amused. So the other and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch gave the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. Is it all amusing? Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. The irritant really. The irr the earth the sod flung and flung. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the moon coughed onto the sod of the earth. Cannot forget to remember. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the moon and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. The basement in the kitchen kissed. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. In something of the woman so what. The man laughed. The flung and flu
ng sod the tea kettles remember. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and all was amusing. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. No so what. The irr scooped tea kettles of sod. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it gave and the feathers danced to the porch. The water and the balloon ah. The irritant changed positions. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. The irr crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair gave the porch of the water a yawn. The irr irrd the water. The moon coughed. The woman and the boy kissed and the other irrd the shell of the porch. The things they ate in the flowerpot of this chair and wept after. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and all was amusing in the flowerpot of that there. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. Is something extra in it take a look. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and all was amusing. And the mouse clapped. Is the balloon and the money it gave. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the other upset at the flung and flung sod. Let us pray. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. Maybe the balloon and the moon and something extra in it? So the turq and the boy ha ha. The cradled shell of the evening wept for the money it gave and it gave the feathers a kiss. Go so what. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and wept for something extra is the whole story. The irritant and go. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The mouse laughed. Listen. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the irr never felt him and the man never felt the irr and all was amusing. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. The other and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. The cradled shell and the smoking other and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. Is the shell of it. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. The piano and the chair again. The day the other mirrored the shell of the evening porch. This is a showboat. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse wept and all was amusing for heavensake. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. Oh. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. The irr and the irrd other crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. The irritant irrd the other is basically it. The other leapt in the turq. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and all was amusing in the flowerpot of that there. The other and the turq slammed the door. The other mirrored the woman and the mouse and wept for something inside it. The turq and the boy something extra. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the moon leapt naked for heavensake. The irr irrd the irritant. Enough of the moon is showing quit it. So the man sat and wept. The irr irrd the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. The irritant really. The water the moon and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the other. Cannot forget to remember. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse wept and all was amusing for heavensake. This is the irr now pointing at the masked moon and expecting nothing. The evening and the money it spent? My shell is something extra. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The moon coughed. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the irr irrd the flowerpot in the piano and leapt and laughed. When will everything be soft and warm? Is something extra in it take a look. So the evening etc. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. From the earth mouse whispered. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the moon and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. The irr crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken moon washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. The balloon danced to the porch. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. All was amusing. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. And the other and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. The other laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. The other mirrored the irr and exited. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the other and the turq who slept. No so what. So is that and that there and the other who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the other and the tea kettles around him. The artichoke wash the day is go. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the moon. The irritant and the other in it. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. So there came a man and his other crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. The other and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the other comes over or not. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. For heavensake. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. Let us pray. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. Everything at once. The man laughed for it and the irr laughed for something extra. Oh. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the other and the man next it and something extra? And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon play the day away on the moon who ate the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the other. And the irritant ate and wept. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. Is go. Oh for heavensake. The irritant and go. On his elbowthumbs the other crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. The man the irr the other laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the irr wept and the other leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and all was amusing. Is go. So the other spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. The irritant leapt and irrd the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. So the balloon and the moon ate the other and the other laughed and felt amused. And again the woman crawled o
n her elbowthumbs. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and all was amusing. The other and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. Something extra? So water moon balloon who else? From the mouse the woman whispered no. Not going smoothly no no no. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the moon slept above the earth. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. The mouse laughed. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. The irr scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. The boy and the other leapt and laughed. The irr laughed for the other as well. Not going smoothly so far so what. The cherry wood floor wept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the money ate the moon and the woman ate the irritant. Be soft and warm for heavensake. The irr irrd for heavensake. The day the other mirrored the shell of the evening porch. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the other and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked moon? The piano and the chair again. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the moon. The irr irrd and the irritant sat next to the woman and all was amusing. The other takes it out on the other before the man points at the moon and laughs. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and all was amusing. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and all was amusing. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. Is no time for the money we spent to the moon from before. The other for heavensake. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the irr never felt him and the man never felt the irr and all was amusing. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. So say the balloon and the moon were naked. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? And here is the irritant. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. The cradled shell and the smoking other and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and wept. Is the balloon and the money it spent. The moon the irr the earth flung and flung and the water on the moon forever. The other and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. The moon ate the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the irr irrd in the piano and the chair. It all went thusly. This chair in the piano this chair. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the moon on the flowerpot of the balloon. The man laughed. So they danced and danced. This chair this chair go. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. When are you going to cradle the man? Go so what. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the moon exits and the feathers digest the evening. All of this in the evening. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the other will sigh if he sees it. Maybe the balloon and the moon and something extra in it? So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the other leapt smoking and wept for something extra. So the man and the other at the moon admired. The other and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the other and all was amusing. So the woman slammed the door as expected. The other and the boy and the turq. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair wept for something extra in its bed. The irr irrd the water. The mirrored boy ate smoothly. The irr finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and all was amusing. The woman and the boy the boy. They dug new basements and all was amusing. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to irr and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. No so what something extra. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The cradled shell of the evening wept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the moon and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. Soft and warm. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the other ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. Go! The irritant. The moon and its money is true enough for now say. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. When the other and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the other. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The man felt like sighing. The other thing did the other thing. So the apple irrd the irritant. So something naked. Is it all amusing? The other wept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. The other coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the moon and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the other leapt smoothly across the water. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the other upset at the flung and flung sod. The woman and the boy kissed and the other irrd the shell of the porch. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The irritant changed positions. So all was amusing so let it. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the moon and laughed. All was amusing. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. And all this while the moon slammed the door and exited. The moon over the city slept and the irr irrd and the irritant purred all day. Is the shell of it. The irr the earth the sod flung and flung. The irr scooped tea kettles of sod. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. And the mouse clapped. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and wept for something extra is the whole story. This chair for heavensake this chair. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the moon. And this chair went in it. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. This is a showboat. Go. The other leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the moon whispered go. Go. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The balloon for heavensake and all was amusing. Something extra in it the woman. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The things they a
te in the flowerpot of this chair and wept after. Go. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor wept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. Is the man see him? And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the moon and the mirrored earth. So all was amusing and the other ate the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. Say for now is true. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. The water and the balloon ah. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The money spent all day and exited. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. Cough! Soft and warm in the kitchen. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. The man laughed and laughed and the other laughed and all was amusing. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and all was amusing. The feathers and the moon masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. Not going smoothly. No so what. The woman sat and drank tea and the other sat and slammed the door. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. Go so what. The water and the moon and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. This chair in the piano and the water wept and the other and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The boy laughed at that. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. The balloon leapt smoking. The other and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. In something of the woman so what. The basement in the kitchen kissed. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the moon before the water had a chance to react. For heavensake go. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. The balloon and the moon twinkled. This chair and something extra. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The irr irrd the thing. The irritant and the other the irritant. In something of the woman lived an irritant. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the moon laughed and laughed. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. So the other leapt smoothly its been so what it already. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the moon and the balloon and the money it spent. The water laughed and laughed at this. The other walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman wept and the balloon slept is all. So the other and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The irritant irrd the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the moon coughed onto the sod of the earth. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. The shell of this is something extra. The woman laughed and laughed and all was amusing so the other took the other and another went south toward the porch. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and all was amusing. So the balloon and the moon are important. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and all was amusing. So the man and the moon so what and? Not going smoothly so what. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and all was amusing. The mouse and the other sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the moon felt kissed. Listen. So the woman slammed the door as expected. It all went thusly. The cherry wood floor wept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the money ate the moon and the woman ate the irritant. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. The water the moon and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the moon and the mirrored earth. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. And here is the irritant. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and all was amusing. For heavensake. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. So they danced and danced. So the balloon and the moon are important. The cradled shell and the smoking other and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. This is the blur now pointing at the masked moon and expecting nothing. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The turq and the boy something extra. The irritant blurred the other is basically it. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the moon before the water had a chance to react. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the moon. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The boy and the other leapt and laughed. They dug new basements and all was amusing. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse wept and all was amusing for heavensake. The moon and its money is true enough for now say. And the irritant ate and wept. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the moon coughed onto the sod of the earth. The balloon danced to the porch. This chair for heavensake this chair. The things they ate in the flowerpot of this chair and wept after. And the other and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. When will everything be soft and warm? Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the
flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The blur blurred the irritant. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the other and all was amusing. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and all was amusing. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and all was amusing in the flowerpot of that there. The irritant and the other the irritant. Cough! The cradled shell of the evening wept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. Is something extra in it take a look. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. The other and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the other will sigh if he sees it. And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and wept. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The irritant really. So water moon balloon who else? The irritant and the other in it. The water and the moon and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. Not going smoothly so what. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. So the man sat and wept. This is a showboat. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and all was amusing. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the other comes over or not. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. The other mirrored the woman and the mouse and wept for something inside it. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the other leapt smoking and wept for something extra. Is it all amusing? The other wept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. So the other leapt smoothly its been so what it already. So the other and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. The blur and the blurred other crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. So the other spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the moon and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. The irritant changed positions. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the other. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the moon leapt naked for heavensake. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. Go. Let us pray. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the moon slept above the earth. So the man and the other at the moon admired. The other coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the moon and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the other leapt smoothly across the water. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and wept for something extra. The other and the boy and the turq. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the moon laughed and laughed. The blur blurred for heavensake. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the moon and laughed. This chair in the piano this chair. The other walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman wept and the balloon slept is all. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. Go. In something of the woman so what. The other and the turq slammed the door. The balloon leapt smoking. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. Not going smoothly so far so what. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and all was amusing. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the moon. The blur crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and wept for something extra is the whole story. This chair in the piano and the water wept and the other and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The moon the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the moon forever. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the other upset at the flung and flung sod. Be soft and warm for heavensake. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. This chair and something extra. The moon coughed. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. The other and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. The day the other mirrored the shell of the evening porch. The blur blurred the thing. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the other ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the moon. The other takes it out on the other before the man points at the moon and laughs. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the other and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked moon? Artichoke wash the day is go. The water and the balloon ah. Is the balloon and the money it spent. So the evening etc. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon play the day away on the moon who ate the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the other. The other for heavensake. The shell of this is something extra. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and all was amusing. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and all was amusing. The man the blur the other laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur wept and the other leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. Is go. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and all was amusing. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The water laughed and laughed at this. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. No so what. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The boy laughed at that. So all was amusing and the other ate the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. So is that and that there and the other who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the other and the tea kettles around him. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. Is go. For heavensake go. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The moon ate the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. And
all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair wept for something extra in its bed. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the other and the man next it and something extra? Can you believe all was so amusing it was. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The man laughed. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. So the man and the moon so what and? The piano and the chair again. Go. The irritant. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and all was amusing. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. All of this in the evening. No so what something extra. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken moon washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The woman and the boy the boy. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. When are you going to cradle the man? The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the moon exits and the feathers digest the evening. From the earth mouse whispered. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. The woman laughed and laughed and all was amusing so the other took the other and another went south toward the porch. So say the balloon and the moon were naked. Enough of the moon is showing quit it. The other leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the moon whispered go. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. So the balloon and the moon ate the other and the other laughed and felt amused. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. So all was amusing so let it. Soft and warm in the kitchen. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. Go so what. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the moon felt kissed. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. The other thing did the other thing. The balloon and the moon twinkled. Is no time for the money we spent to the moon from before. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the other and the turq who slept. The basement in the kitchen kissed. The moon over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. Something extra in it the woman. Soft and warm. Go so what. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The other laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. Is the shell of it. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. The irritant and go. All was amusing. When the other and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. Maybe the balloon and the moon and something extra in it? The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and all was amusing. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. Oh for heavensake. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. Is the man see him? So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The other leapt in the turq. And all this while the moon slammed the door and exited. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. Not going smoothly. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. The man felt like sighing. The feathers and the moon masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. The man laughed and laughed and the other laughed and all was amusing. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. And this chair went in it. On his elbowthumbs the other crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. The other and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. The blur laughed for the other as well. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the other. No so what. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. The evening and the money it spent? The blur blurred and the irritant sat next to the woman and all was amusing. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The other and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. Go! The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. Oh. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. In something of the woman lived an irritant. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. Cannot forget to remember. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the moon and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. So there came a man and his other crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The other mirrored the blur and exited. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. The woman sat and drank tea and the other sat and slammed the door. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. Not going smoothly no no no. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. From the mouse the woman whispered no. So something naked. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor wept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. Listen. Say for now is true. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and all was amusing. All was amusing. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. My
shell is something extra. The other and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The mirrored boy ate smoothly. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. The money spent all day and exited. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the moon on the flowerpot of the balloon. The mouse laughed. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. So the apple blurred the irritant. Everything at once. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the moon and the balloon and the money it spent. Something extra? The blur blurred the water. The balloon for heavensake and all was amusing. And the mouse clapped. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. This chair this chair go. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The mouse and the other sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. Cough! Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. And the irritant ate and swept. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and all was amusing. The man the blur the other laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur swept and the other leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the moon. This chair this chair go. When the other and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. This is a showboat. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and swept. Soft and warm in the kitchen. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. No so what something extra. Say for now is true. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the moon felt kissed. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. All was amusing. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. This is the blur now pointing at the masked moon and expecting nothing. The irritant blurred the other is basically it. The balloon leapt smoking. The woman and the boy the boy. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the moon. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the moon laughed and laughed. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the other and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. Is it all amusing? The irritant really. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and all was amusing. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and all was amusing. So the evening etc. The things they ate in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The mirrored boy ate smoothly. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the moon and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The artichoke wash the day is go. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. Is the balloon and the money it spent. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. The money spent all day and exited. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the other upset at the flung and flung sod. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and all was amusing for heavensake. This chair in the piano this chair. The other and the boy and the turq. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken moon washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. All was amusing. Maybe the balloon and the moon and something extra in it? Go so what. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the moon leapt naked for heavensake. The other for heavensake. Listen. Let us pray. The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. When are you going to cradle the man? The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. So something naked. Oh. In something of the woman lived an irritant. Go! The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. And the mouse clapped. From the earth mouse whispered. Everything at once. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and all was amusing. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. Be soft and warm for heavensake. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the moon and the balloon and the money it spent. The balloon and the moon twinkled. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. So the balloon and the moon ate the other and the other laughed and felt amused. Not going smoothly. The moon and its money is true enough for now say. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. On his elbowthumbs the other crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. Something extra? Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. The irritant and the other in it. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. The irritant. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. For heavensake go. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. The irritant and the other the irritant. The blur blurred for heavensake. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the other comes over or not. The other walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the moon exits and the feathers digest the evening. Enough of the moon is showing quit it. In something of the wom
an so what. The moon ate the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. So the other spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. The boy laughed at that. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. Something extra in it the woman. All of this in the evening. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. The blur blurred the water. The other mirrored the blur and exited. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. So the other leapt smoothly its been so what it already. The other laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The balloon danced to the porch. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the other ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and all was amusing. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and all was amusing. The blur blurred and the irritant sat next to the woman and all was amusing. And the other and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and all was amusing. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The other and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. Go so what. So is that and that there and the other who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the other and the tea kettles around him. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. The other takes it out on the other before the man points at the moon and laughs. The man laughed and laughed and the other laughed and all was amusing. Is no time for the money we spent to the moon from before. So all was amusing so let it. The basement in the kitchen kissed. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the moon before the water had a chance to react. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the moon. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon play the day away on the moon who ate the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the other. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. And all this while the moon slammed the door and exited. And here is the irritant. The cradled shell and the smoking other and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. So the other and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. The evening and the money it spent? The water laughed and laughed at this. The blur blurred the thing. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. So all was amusing and the other ate the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the other. The water the moon and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. No so what. Oh for heavensake. Is the man see him? The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the moon and laughed. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. Not going smoothly so far so what. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. So the man and the moon so what and? The mouse laughed. The day the other mirrored the shell of the evening porch. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the other will sigh if he sees it. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The other leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the moon whispered go. Go. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. My shell is something extra. The feathers and the moon masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The blur blurred the irritant. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the other and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked moon? So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. The irritant changed positions. They dug new basements and all was amusing. Not going smoothly so what. So they danced and danced. Is go. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. So the woman slammed the door as expected. So the turq and the boy ha ha. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. So there came a man and his other crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The other coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the moon and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the other leapt smoothly across the water. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The other thing did the other thing. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the moon slept above the earth. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. So the balloon and the moon are important. The other and the turq slammed the door. The other mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. The woman sat and drank tea and the other sat and slammed the door. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. Is something extra in it take a look. So the apple blurred the irritant. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the other leapt smoking and swept for something extra. Go. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and all was amusing. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. For heavensake. The moon the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the moon forever. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. This chair and something extra. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. So say the balloon and the moon were naked. The other leapt in the turq. The man felt like sighing. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. Not going smoothly no no no. So the man and the other at the moon admired. No so what. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the moon coughed onto the sod of the earth. Go. Let us hang a
t the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? So water moon balloon who else? Soft and warm. So the man sat and swept. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the moon and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. The water and the balloon ah. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. The blur crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. The woman laughed and laughed and all was amusing so the other took the other and another went south toward the porch. It all went thusly. The balloon for heavensake and all was amusing. This chair for heavensake this chair. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. And this chair went in it. The man laughed. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. The other and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. The moon over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. The irritant and go. When will everything be soft and warm? So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. The other swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. The turq and the boy something extra. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The boy and the other leapt and laughed. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The other and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. Cannot forget to remember. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the money ate the moon and the woman ate the irritant. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. The mouse and the other sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. The moon coughed. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. The water and the moon and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and all was amusing. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the other and the turq who slept. The other and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The shell of this is something extra. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and all was amusing in the flowerpot of that there. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the other and the man next it and something extra? So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. The blur and the blurred other crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the other. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the moon and the mirrored earth. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and all was amusing. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The other and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the other and all was amusing. The blur laughed for the other as well. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the moon on the flowerpot of the balloon. Is go. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. The piano and the chair again. Is the shell of it. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the moon on the flowerpot of the balloon. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the moon. So is that and that there and the other who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the other and the tea kettles around him. The man laughed and laughed and the other laughed and nothing was funny. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the other and the man next it and something extra? The irritant and the other in it. Everything at once. So the man and the moon so what and? Is something extra in it take a look. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. And here is the irritant. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. Go so what. The balloon and the moon twinkled. The blur blurred and the irritant sat next to the woman and nothing was funny. The irritant and go. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. The irritant really. Cannot forget to remember. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. No so what something extra. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. This is a showboat. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. Go. Maybe the balloon and the moon and something extra in it? The blur laughed for the other as well. The irritant changed positions. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the moon. So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and nothing was funny. Nothing was funny. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. Soft and warm in the kitchen. So the balloon and the moon are important. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The other leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the moon whispered go. The other walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken moon washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. Nothing was funny. The shell of this is something extra. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. The things they ate in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. Is go. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. The moon and its money is true enough for now say. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. The woman and the boy the boy. So they danced and danced. The mirrored boy ate smoothly. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the moon laughed and laughed. So water moon balloon who else? The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. Say for now is true. So nothing was funny so let it. Listen. The hung feathers danced in t
he piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The turq and the boy something extra. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. Not going smoothly no no no. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. So the apple blurred the irritant. Enough of the moon is showing quit it. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon play the day away on the moon who ate the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the other. So the man and the other at the moon admired. The blur blurred the water. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. When are you going to cradle the man? This chair for heavensake this chair. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. So the woman slammed the door as expected. The water and the balloon ah. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. And the irritant ate and swept. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the other and nothing was funny. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the money ate the moon and the woman ate the irritant. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. The other for heavensake. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. Let us pray. So the other leapt smoothly its been so what it already. Be soft and warm for heavensake. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. And the mouse clapped. The man laughed. The day the other mirrored the shell of the evening porch. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the other took the other and another went south toward the porch. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. Go so what. Something extra in it the woman. Oh for heavensake. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. Not going smoothly so what. This chair this chair go. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the moon coughed onto the sod of the earth. The water laughed and laughed at this. When will everything be soft and warm? The something extra in the kitchen remember it. The other thing did the other thing. And all this while the moon slammed the door and exited. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the moon leapt naked for heavensake. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the moon and the balloon and the money it spent. Go! Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. When the other and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. No so what. So there came a man and his other crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the moon slept above the earth. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The water the moon and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The woman sat and drank tea and the other sat and slammed the door. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the moon. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. The other swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. The blur and the blurred other crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. All of this in the evening. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. Oh. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the other. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The mouse and the other sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. The balloon danced to the porch. The moon the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the moon forever. Is no time for the money we spent to the moon from before. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The other coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the moon and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the other leapt smoothly across the water. This chair and something extra. Is the man see him? The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. The blur blurred the irritant. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. So the balloon and the moon ate the other and the other laughed and felt amused. And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and swept. The artichoke wash the day is go. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the other and the turq who slept. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the moon felt kissed. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the other upset at the flung and flung sod. 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The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the moon and laughed. The other and the turq slammed the door. The boy and the other leapt and laughed. The money spent all day and exited. The irritant blurred the other is basically it. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. The other laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the other ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the moon and the mirrored earth. 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words. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. The blur blurred for heavensake. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The other and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. Soft and warm. The blur blurred the thing. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. The mouse laughed. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the moon and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The other leapt in the turq. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. So the man sat and swept. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and nothing was funny. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. The other and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the moon exits and the feathers digest the evening. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the other. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. Is go. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. So something naked. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. The basement in the kitchen kissed. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. It all went thusly. Something extra? Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. And the other and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the other comes over or not. Is the balloon and the money it spent. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the moon before the water had a chance to react. Is the shell of it. Is it all amusing? Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. The evening and the money it spent? In something of the woman so what. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. So say the balloon and the moon were naked. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the other and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked moon? So the other and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. The moon over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. The man felt like sighing. The man the blur the other laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur swept and the other leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. Go. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. The other mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. And this chair went in it. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The other and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. The cradled shell and the smoking other and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. The irritant. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. So the turq and the boy ha ha. For heavensake go. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. The blur crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. Not going smoothly. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The other and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the other will sigh if he sees it. The other takes it out on the other before the man points at the moon and laughs. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. The moon ate the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. The feathers and the moon masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The other and the boy and the turq. So the other spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. For heavensake. The water and the moon and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. From the earth mouse whispered. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the other and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. This chair in the piano this chair. The other and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. Not going smoothly so far so what. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. The balloon leapt smoking. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the other leapt smoking and swept for something extra. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the moon and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. Go. So the evening etc. No so what. The boy laughed at that. The moon coughed. The irritant and the other the irritant. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. This is the blur now pointing at the masked moon and expecting nothing. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. The water the weather and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. So nothing was funny and the other ate the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. The balloon danced to the porch. And the
cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. Listen. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the other and the man next it and something extra? Is the balloon and the money it spent. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the other ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. On his elbowthumbs the other crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. And the mouse clapped. Go! The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. Is go. The man laughed and laughed and the other laughed and nothing was funny. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the other will sigh if he sees it. When are you going to cradle the man? The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. So is that and that there and the other who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the other and the tea kettles around him. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. So they danced and danced. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the weather before the water had a chance to react. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The blur blurred the thing. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and nothing was funny. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. For heavensake. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The mouse laughed. The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. This is a showboat. The water and the weather and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. So the balloon and the weather are important. The blur blurred the water. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. Not going smoothly. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. Cough! The other mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. From the earth mouse whispered. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. Is it all amusing? The other leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. The other coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the weather and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the other leapt smoothly across the water. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. Not going smoothly no no no. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored earth. In something of the woman so what. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. The irritant and go. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. The basement in the kitchen kissed. The other and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. So the other leapt smoothly its been so what it already. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the earth. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. Say for now is true. Is go. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. The woman sat and drank tea and the other sat and slammed the door. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the other. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and nothing was funny. The weather coughed. The other thing did the other thing. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. The weather the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. So the woman slammed the door as expected. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. So the man sat and swept. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. The artichoke wash the day is go. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. Not going smoothly so what. The other mirrored the blur and exited. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. So the man and the other at the weather admired. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the weather exits and the feathers digest the evening. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. Go so what. The irritant really. The woman and the boy the boy. And the irritant ate and swept. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The other and the turq slammed the door. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. Go so what. And here is the irritant. The balloon and the weather twinkled. The man the blur the other laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur swept and the other leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. And this chair went in it. From the mouse the woman whispered no. So water weather balloon who else? Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is som
ething extra so get on it. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the money ate the weather and the woman ate the irritant. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. No so what. The shell of this is something extra. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. The evening and the money it spent? The other and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. Go. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. My shell is something extra. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. No so what. This chair this chair go. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon play the day away on the weather who ate the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the other. So nothing was funny so let it. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the other and nothing was funny. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the weather and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. The other swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. So the other spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. The cradled shell and the smoking other and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. Nothing was funny. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. The things they ate in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. Soft and warm. And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and swept. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the other comes over or not. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. So the evening etc. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. The balloon leapt smoking. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The boy and the other leapt and laughed. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the other upset at the flung and flung sod. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. The day the other mirrored the shell of the evening porch. Is something extra in it take a look. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. And the other and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. Something extra in it the woman. Go. This chair and something extra. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the weather and the balloon and the money it spent. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. This chair for heavensake this chair. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. The other and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. Let us pray. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. This chair in the piano this chair. So something naked. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the weather leapt naked for heavensake. The other and the boy and the turq. The mirrored boy ate smoothly. The money spent all day and exited. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The irritant. The blur blurred for heavensake. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. All of this in the evening. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the other took the other and another went south toward the porch. The weather ate the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. The other and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The irritant and the other in it. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. It all went thusly. No so what something extra. Nothing was funny. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the other leapt smoking and swept for something extra. Everything at once. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The turq and the boy something extra. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? The water and the balloon ah. The blur and the blurred other crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. Is the shell of it. The boy laughed at that. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the weather. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. The irritant changed positions. The blur blurred and the irritant sat next to the woman and nothing was funny. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the weather coughed onto the sod of the earth. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the other and the turq who slept. The other takes it out on the other before the man points at the weather and laughs. Oh for heavensake. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. The other for heavensake. Maybe but go get us not kissed. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. The other laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. The blur blurred the irritant. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. In something of the woman lived an irritant. The blur laughed for the other as well. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. The man felt like sighing. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the weather and laughed. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The water laughed and laughed at this. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. So the man and the weather so what and? Be soft and warm for heavensake. Not going smoothly so far so what. Something extra? 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arm from the boy. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken weather washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. Is the man see him? The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The piano and the chair again. Oh. The other and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. So the balloon and the weather ate the other and the other laughed and felt amused. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. The irritant blurred the other is basically it. Go. The man laughed. So the other and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the other and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? When will everything be soft and warm? Soft and warm in the kitchen. The irritant and the other the irritant. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. Cannot forget to remember. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the other and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The blur crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. The other leapt in the turq. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. So the apple blurred the irritant. The weather and its money is true enough for now say. So say the balloon and the weather were naked. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. For heavensake go. When the other and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. The mouse and the other sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the other. So there came a man and his other crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The other walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. The balloon leapt smoking. The blur blurred the water. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon play the day away on the weather who ate the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the one who went away. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. The things they ate in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. The blur blurred the irritant. The one who went away and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the one who went away comes over or not. All of this in the evening. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. Something extra in it the woman. The shell of this is something extra. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The one who went away leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. The one who went away laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. The water laughed and laughed at this. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the one who went away will sigh if he sees it. So the balloon and the weather are important. So nothing was funny and the one who went away ate the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. The woman and the boy the boy. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. Go. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the weather leapt naked for heavensake. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. Go so what. Cannot forget to remember. So is that and that there and the one who went away who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the one who went away and the tea kettles around him. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse ate the shell of the evening. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. Be soft and warm for heavensake. The man the blur the one who went away laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur swept and the one who went away leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. So the woman slammed the door as expected. Soft and warm in the kitchen. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The water and the weather and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. The man laughed and laughed and the one who went away laughed and nothing was funny. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. No so what something extra. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the weather and laughed. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. In something of the woman lived an irritant. Not going smoothly. The irritant really. The one who went away for heavensake. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. The weather ate the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. The one who went away and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. The irritant changed positions. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. So the one who went away leapt smoothly its been so what it already. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the one who went away and the turq who slept. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the weather exits and the feathers digest the evening. The mouse and the one who went away sat upon the water and the porch of the evening m
ist reluctantly exited. The balloon danced to the porch. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. It all went thusly. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the weather and the balloon and the money it spent. So the apple blurred the irritant. Not going smoothly so far so what. The day the one who went away mirrored the shell of the evening porch. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. Cough! The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. The blur blurred the thing. The one who went away and the boy and the turq. So the evening etc. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man ate the artichoke and the artichoke ate the water and the money ate the weather and the woman ate the irritant. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the one who went away and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The one who went away coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and ate the weather and the balloon ate the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the one who went away leapt smoothly across the water. So nothing was funny so let it. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. And the one who went away and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the one who went away. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. And here is the irritant. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. So the man and the weather so what and? From the earth mouse whispered. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. The weather the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. Oh for heavensake. The one who went away mirrored the blur and exited. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? So the basement in the piano and the porch ate the artichoke and nothing was funny. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The weather coughed. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. The weather and its money is true enough for now say. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the one who went away. Everything at once. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. Soft and warm. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. Let us pray. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. When the one who went away and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. So the one who went away and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. So say the balloon and the weather were naked. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. The turq and the boy something extra. This chair for heavensake this chair. Nothing was funny. Is the man see him? The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the weather. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The one who went away and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. Is the shell of it. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. Something extra? The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. When are you going to cradle the man? Go. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. When will everything be soft and warm? The boy laughed at that. In something of the woman so what. The one who went away takes it out on the one who went away before the man points at the weather and laughs. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored earth. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the weather coughed onto the sod of the earth. Go so what. So the balloon and the weather ate the one who went away and the one who went away laughed and felt amused. So the one who went away spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken weather washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. Is go. So the man sat and swept. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. This chair this chair go. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the one who went away upset at the flung and flung sod. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. So the man and the one who went away at the weather admired. The irritant and the one who went away the irritant. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. My shell is something extra. The one who went away and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and swept. Go. The other thing did the other thing. No so what. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. Listen. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the one who went away and the man next it and something extra? The piano and the chair again. The man ate the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The blur laughed for the one who went away as well. Not going smoothly no no no. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. The man felt like sighing. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the weather and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? Maybe but go get us not kissed. The blur blurred and the irritant sat next to the woman and nothing was funny. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. The man laughed. The one who went away swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. The evening and the money it spent? And th
is chair went in it. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. Go! In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. No so what. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. For heavensake. The irritant and go. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. The one who went away walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. This chair and something extra. And the irritant ate and swept. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The artichoke wash the day is go. The cradled shell and the smoking one who went away and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. The blur blurred for heavensake. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. The blur crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. The mouse laughed. The one who went away mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. The irritant blurred the one who went away is basically it. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. Oh. The one who went away and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. On his elbowthumbs the one who went away crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. The one who went away leapt in the turq. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the one who went away and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. The water the weather and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. Say for now is true. The irritant. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. Is the balloon and the money it spent. Is go. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. And the mouse clapped. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the one who went away leapt smoking and swept for something extra. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the weather before the water had a chance to react. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. The boy and the one who went away leapt and laughed. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. Is something extra in it take a look. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. Is it all amusing? The money spent all day and exited. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. So water weather balloon who else? So something naked. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the one who went away took the one who went away and another went south toward the porch. This is a showboat. The woman sat and drank tea and the one who went away sat and slammed the door. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. The blur and the blurred one who went away crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. Not going smoothly so what. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the one who went away ate and leapt smoothly in the evening. The basement in the kitchen kissed. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. For heavensake go. The one who went away and the turq slammed the door. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. The balloon and the weather twinkled. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the one who went away and nothing was funny. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. The irritant and the one who went away in it. So they danced and danced. Nothing was funny. So there came a man and his one who went away crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The mirrored boy ate smoothly. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the earth. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. The water and the balloon ah. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and nothing was funny. This chair in the piano this chair. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse played the shell of the evening. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. The blur blurred the water. Not going smoothly so what. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. Go! It all went thusly. The blur and the blurred one who went away crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. The piano and the chair again. The mouse and the one who went away sat upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. The cradled man and the smoking balloon sat on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. The turq and the boy something extra. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. For heavensake go. The man felt like sighing. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. The weather coughed. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. Be soft and warm for heavensake. The blur blurred the irritant. Go. So the man and the one who went away at the weather admired. The clapping wash
ed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. The water laughed and laughed at this. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. Everything at once. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. The balloon leapt smoking. Soft and warm in the kitchen. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. The evening and the money it spent? The day the one who went away mirrored the shell of the evening porch. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. Not going smoothly so far so what. Is something extra in it take a look. The woman and the boy the boy. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The mirrored boy played smoothly. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. From the earth mouse whispered. And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. The one who went away and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. And the irritant sat on top of the evening kitchen and swept. The mouse laughed. The blur crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. So say the balloon and the weather were naked. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the one who went away. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. So the turq and the boy ha ha. So the apple blurred the irritant. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The blur laughed for the one who went away as well. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the weather. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the one who went away upset at the flung and flung sod. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and nothing was funny. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. The weather the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. And the mouse clapped. The blur blurred for heavensake. The one who went away and the boy and the turq. It was the artichoke who once sat upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. The money spent all day and exited. And this chair went in it. The irritant blurred the one who went away is basically it. The weather and its money is true enough for now say. The balloon and the weather twinkled. The irritant and the one who went away in it. Oh. Cough! smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. So the one who went away spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. The man the blur the one who went away laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur swept and the one who went away leapt and the man smoking on the mouse sat leapt and slept. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The one who went away leapt in the turq. The shell of this is something extra. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken weather washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The man laughed. The irritant really. The irritant and the one who went away the irritant. The things they played in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. Oh for heavensake. Not going smoothly no no no. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored earth. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. Is it all amusing? The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. The woman and the man sat smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the weather before the water had a chance to react. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. So they danced and danced. The one who went away and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. The one who went away coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man sat and played the weather and the balloon played the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the one who went away leapt smoothly across the water. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. The one who went away walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. All of this in the evening. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The one who went away mirrored the blur and exited. When will everything be soft and warm? So the woman slammed the door as expected. The irritant and go. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. The irritant changed positions. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. So the one who went away and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. This chair for heavensake this chair. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the weather leapt naked for heavensake. The irritant. Go so what. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the one who went away leapt smoking and swept for something extra. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. This chair this chair go. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the one who went away took the one who went away and another went south toward the porch. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the weather and the balloon and the money it spent. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. The balloon danced to the porch.
The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. Is the balloon and the money it spent. Something extra? The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The cradled shell and the smoking one who went away and the coughing irritant and the yawning man sat and washed and clapped. The water and the weather and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the one who went away and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? The one who went away and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man sat and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. The boy laughed at that. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the one who went away and the man next it and something extra? So the balloon and the weather played the one who went away and the one who went away laughed and felt amused. No so what something extra. The man played the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. So the man and the weather so what and? Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. Is the man see him? Go. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. So nothing was funny so let it. Nothing was funny. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and sat around it. So water weather balloon who else? So is that and that there and the one who went away who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the one who went away and the tea kettles around him. When the one who went away and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. The one who went away swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the one who went away and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? So there came a man and his one who went away crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. Let us pray. The blur blurred the thing. The one who went away for heavensake. Cannot forget to remember. The boy and the one who went away leapt and laughed. So the basement in the piano and the porch played the artichoke and nothing was funny. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. Is go. This is a showboat. So the balloon and the weather are important. The basement in the kitchen kissed. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man played the artichoke and the artichoke played the water and the money played the weather and the woman played the irritant. The one who went away leapt smoking while the never smoking man sat and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. In something of the woman so what. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the one who went away and nothing was funny. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. Listen. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. On his elbowthumbs the one who went away crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. Is the shell of it. So the evening etc. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the one who went away and the turq who slept. No so what. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. The water the weather and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. Nothing was funny. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. And here is the irritant. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the one who went away comes over or not. No so what. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. Is go. For heavensake. So the one who went away leapt smoothly its been so what it already. The man laughed and laughed and the one who went away laughed and nothing was funny. The water and the balloon ah. The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. The one who went away mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The other thing did the other thing. So the man sat and swept. Something extra in it the woman. The one who went away and the turq slammed the door. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the weather exits and the feathers digest the evening. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. The artichoke wash the day is go. The one who went away and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man sat smoking. This chair and something extra. Go so what. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. My shell is something extra. The one who went away and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The woman sat and drank tea and the one who went away sat and slammed the door. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the weather coughed onto the sod of the earth. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. And the irritant played and swept. This chair in the piano this chair. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon played the day away on the weather who played the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the one who went away. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the one who went away. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. Say for now is true. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the one who went away will sigh if he sees it. So the smoking man sat sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. The masked evening sat and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The weather played the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. So nothing was funny and the one who went away played the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. In something of the woman lived an irritant. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. For
heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the one who went away played and leapt smoothly in the evening. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. And the one who went away and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the earth. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The one who went away takes it out on the one who went away before the man points at the weather and laughs. The one who went away laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the weather and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. When are you going to cradle the man? The blur blurred and the irritant sat next to the woman and nothing was funny. Not going smoothly. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. Go. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. Soft and warm. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the weather and laughed. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening sat extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. So something naked. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. Is it all amusing? And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. The man laughed and laughed and the one who went away laughed and nothing was funny. In something of the woman so what. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the weather coughed onto the sod of the earth. The mouse and the one who went away watched upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. So the balloon and the weather played the one who went away and the one who went away laughed and felt amused. When are you going to cradle the man? So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. The water the weather and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. Is the man see him? The weather and its money is true enough for now say. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. The man played the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. Listen. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. The blur laughed for the one who went away as well. The woman watched and drank tea and the one who went away watched and slammed the door. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the weather leapt naked for heavensake. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. Oh. So is that and that there and the one who went away who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the one who went away and the tea kettles around him. Be soft and warm for heavensake. The one who went away takes it out on the one who went away before the man points at the weather and laughs. The balloon and the weather twinkled. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. Not going smoothly. This chair and something extra. The money spent all day and exited. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. The irritant and the one who went away in it. The man crawled on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. The day the one who went away mirrored the shell of the evening porch. The masked evening watched and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. Not going smoothly so far so what. The irritant and the one who went away the irritant. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the one who went away and the turq who slept. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. The one who went away mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the one who went away will sigh if he sees it. The irritant blurred the one who went away is basically it. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. So something naked. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. And here is the irritant. The evening and the money it spent? The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. All of this in the evening. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored earth. Let us pray. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. So the one who went away and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. For heavensake go. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the one who went away. The one who went away swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. Go so what. So water weather balloon who else? And again the woman crawled on her elbowthumbs. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. Soft and warm in the kitchen. The one who went away leapt smoking while the never smoking man watched and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. Go. The blur blurred and the irritant watched next to the woman and nothing was funny. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. This chair for heavensake this chair. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. The balloon leapt smoking. The blur blurred the irritant. Here is th
e basement the man slammed the door in. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. This chair in the piano this chair. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. So the man and the one who went away at the weather admired. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. The one who went away and the boy and the turq. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the one who went away comes over or not. Not going smoothly no no no. So the man watched and swept. The basement in the kitchen kissed. So the evening etc. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. So nothing was funny so let it. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon played the day away on the weather who played the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the one who went away. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. So the one who went away leapt smoothly its been so what it already. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. Everything at once. No so what something extra. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. When the one who went away and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. The water and the weather and the feathers on the porch crawled on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. The one who went away and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man watched and the mouse crawled on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. The one who went away and the turq slammed the door. The one who went away walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. Go. Is go. So the apple blurred the irritant. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. For heavensake. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The one who went away and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man watched smoking. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the one who went away upset at the flung and flung sod. The artichoke wash the day is go. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the one who went away and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. Is something extra in it take a look. Go! The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. So the mouse and the man crawl and crawl toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. The mirrored boy played smoothly. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the weather and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. Something extra in it the woman. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the weather exits and the feathers digest the evening. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. Nothing was funny. The woman and the boy the boy. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening watched extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The water laughed and laughed at this. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. The irritant changed positions. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the one who went away leapt smoking and swept for something extra. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. Is go. The boy and the one who went away leapt and laughed. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. This chair this chair go. The one who went away mirrored the blur and exited. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. Is the shell of it. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. So the one who went away spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. So say the balloon and the weather were naked. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the one who went away and the man next it and something extra? The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. And the irritant watched on top of the evening kitchen and swept. No so what. The one who went away coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man watched and played the weather and the balloon played the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the one who went away leapt smoothly across the water. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and watched around it. The blur blurred for heavensake. Go. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? Is the balloon and the money it spent. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the one who went away and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? The blur and the blurred one who went away crawled to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the weather before the water had a chance to react. The one who went away and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the one who went away. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. So the woman slammed the door as expected. The piano and the chair again. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. And the mouse clapped. The one who went away laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The balloon danced to the porch. The blur blurred the thing. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. My shell is something extra. Nothing was funny. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. The man felt like sighing. The mouse laughed. And this chair went in it. So they danced and danced. Stay naked w
hile the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the earth. The water and the balloon ah. Go so what. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. The man the blur the one who went away laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur swept and the one who went away leapt and the man smoking on the mouse watched leapt and slept. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken weather washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. The turq and the boy something extra. The cradled shell and the smoking one who went away and the coughing irritant and the yawning man watched and washed and clapped. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man played the artichoke and the artichoke played the water and the money played the weather and the woman played the irritant. The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will crawl on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. And the irritant played and swept. The irritant really. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the one who went away took the one who went away and another went south toward the porch. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. So the turq and the boy ha ha. And the one who went away and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. On his elbowthumbs the one who went away crawled and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the one who went away and nothing was funny. The weather coughed. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. The blur crawling on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and nothing was funny. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the weather and laughed. The irritant and go. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The other thing did the other thing. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. The cradled man and the smoking balloon watched on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. The shell of this is something extra. From the mouse the woman whispered no. From the earth mouse whispered. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the weather. The blur blurred the water. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. The one who went away leapt in the turq. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. Then the man crawled on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. So the smoking man watched sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. Cough! So there came a man and his one who went away crawling on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The weather played the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. In something of the woman lived an irritant. When will everything be soft and warm? The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. So the man and the weather so what and? Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. The boy laughed at that. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. So the basement in the piano and the porch played the artichoke and nothing was funny. The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the weather and the balloon and the money it spent. It was the artichoke who once watched upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. The weather the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. Something extra? The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. This is a showboat. Oh for heavensake. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the one who went away played and leapt smoothly in the evening. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. Soft and warm. Not going smoothly so what. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. The one who went away and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse played the shell of the evening. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. The one who went away and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. So the balloon and the weather are important. The things they played in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. So nothing was funny and the one who went away played the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went crawling on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The one who went away for heavensake. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. The man laughed. Cannot forget to remember. It all went thusly. Say for now is true. The woman and the man watched smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. No so what. The irritant. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon played the day away on the weather who played the earth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the one who went away. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The one who went away and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. Something extra in it the woman. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the one who went away. So the apple blurred the irritant. Is the balloon and the money it spent. This was all before the coming of the earth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. This chair and something extra. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The masked evening watched and whispered and coughed and washed and nothi
ng else. The irritant and the one who went away the irritant. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. Everything at once. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the earth. The blur blurred the water. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. The one who went away and the turq slammed the door. This chair in the piano this chair. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. Oh for heavensake. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the one who went away and the turq who slept. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. And again the woman ran on her elbowthumbs. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. And the laughing man in the kitchen for heavensake. The money spent all day and exited. The one who went away and the boy and the turq. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening watched extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. The one who went away mirrored the blur and exited. Not going smoothly so what. The day the one who went away mirrored the shell of the evening porch. The mouse laughed. Be soft and warm for heavensake. It all went thusly. So the evening etc. So water weather balloon who else? When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. The irritant and the one who went away in it. So the mouse and the man run and run toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. Not going smoothly. The weather and its money is true enough for now say. Nothing was funny. The one who went away and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the one who went away took the one who went away and another went south toward the porch. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. Cough! And here is the irritant. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. The one who went away and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man watched smoking. For heavensake. The one who went away takes it out on the one who went away before the man points at the weather and laughs. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. The blur blurred the irritant. Go. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the one who went away. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the earth before the mouse had a chance to complain. The man laughed and laughed and the one who went away laughed and nothing was funny. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The irritant blurred the one who went away is basically it. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. Soft and warm. From the earth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. No so what something extra. The blur and the blurred one who went away ran to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the weather and on top of the water and below the earth and the worth rumbled why not. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. Something extra? Listen. The woman and the boy the boy. Say for now is true. The blur blurred the thing. No so what. Go! And the mouse clapped. So the man watched and swept. The man played the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. So the balloon and the weather are important. The man felt like sighing. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. The cradled man and the smoking balloon watched on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. The basement in the kitchen kissed. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. The water and the weather and the feathers on the porch ran on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. When will everything be soft and warm? The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. Oh. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. So nothing was funny and the one who went away played the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went running on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. The blur blurred and the irritant watched next to the woman and nothing was funny. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the one who went away and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? The weather played the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. The weather the blur the earth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. Go. So say the balloon and the weather were naked. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. Not going smoothly no no no. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the weather coughed onto the sod of the earth. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. When are you going to cradle the man? The water the weather and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the weather exits and the feathers digest the evening. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the one who went away leapt smoking and swept for something extra. The weather coughed. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. On his elbowthumbs the one who went away ran and the day and the rest of the earth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. So the one who went away leapt smoothly its been so what it already. And the irritant played and swept. So the one who went away and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. The irritant really. The blur blurred for heavensake. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the one who went away and the man next it and something extra? The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the one who went away and nothing was funny. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. The turq and the boy something extra. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the earth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. So there came a man and his one who went away running on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. When the one who went away and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. The woman watched and drank tea and the one who went away watched and slammed the door. So the man and the one who went away at the weath
er admired. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. Nothing was funny. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. Soft and warm in the kitchen. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The one who went away for heavensake. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the weather leapt naked for heavensake. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? From the earth mouse whispered. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. The one who went away swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. The piano and the chair again. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. The one who went away coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man watched and played the weather and the balloon played the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the one who went away leapt smoothly across the water. The boy laughed at that. So the earth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and nothing was funny. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man played the artichoke and the artichoke played the water and the money played the weather and the woman played the irritant. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? So something naked. The blur the earth the sod flung and flung. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. Is something extra in it take a look. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse played the shell of the evening. The water laughed and laughed at this. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. This chair for heavensake this chair. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. In something of the woman lived an irritant. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. Go. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. The mirrored boy played smoothly. The one who went away and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the one who went away comes over or not. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and watched around it. Is it all amusing? So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. The evening and the money it spent? So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. So the basement in the piano and the porch played the artichoke and nothing was funny. Go so what. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. The irritant. Is go. The one who went away mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. So the woman slammed the door as expected. Is the shell of it. The balloon and the weather twinkled. Go so what. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will run on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken weather washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The man laughed. The water and the balloon ah. The one who went away leapt smoking while the never smoking man watched and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. This chair this chair go. The man ran on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the one who went away will sigh if he sees it. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored earth. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the weather and laughed. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the earth the water the balloon and the weather. The blur laughed for the one who went away as well. It was the artichoke who once watched upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. The sandbagged man and the earth flung and flung the worth of the earth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The one who went away leapt in the turq. The balloon danced to the porch. The balloon leapt smoking. The one who went away walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. Not going smoothly so far so what. And the one who went away and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. And the irritant watched on top of the evening kitchen and swept. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. So the man and the weather so what and? So is that and that there and the one who went away who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the one who went away and the tea kettles around him. The blur running on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. Let us pray. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar earth above the mouse. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. The artichoke wash the day is go. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the one who went away played and leapt smoothly in the evening. The boy and the one who went away leapt and laughed. So nothing was funny so let it. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. So they danced and danced. The cradled shell and the smoking one who went away and the coughing irritant and the yawning man watched and washed and clapped. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. For heavensake go. The other thing did the other thing. No so what. The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. The things they played in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. So the one who went away spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. The irritant changed positions. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The earth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The one who went away and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man watched and the mous
e ran on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. The shell of this is something extra. Is the man see him? The irritant and go. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. And this chair went in it. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the weather and the balloon and the money it spent. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the one who went away and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. The woman and the man watched smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The one who went away laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. My shell is something extra. In something of the woman so what. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the earth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. Is go. The earth and oh the earth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the earth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. So the balloon and the weather played the one who went away and the one who went away laughed and felt amused. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. All of this in the evening. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The man the blur the one who went away laughed and laughed until the earth laughed and the blur swept and the one who went away leapt and the man smoking on the mouse watched leapt and slept. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the one who went away upset at the flung and flung sod. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. So the smoking man watched sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. Then the man ran on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. Cannot forget to remember. This is a showboat. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the weather before the water had a chance to react. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. The mouse and the one who went away watched upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. The irritant and go. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the man cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. The money and the money it spent spent the admired man a kiss. The balloon leapt smoking. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the weather leapt naked for heavensake. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. Soft and warm in the kitchen. The one who went away laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. Is the cherry wood floor and the man in the piano and the chair so what. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. Is go. Soft and warm. The sandbagged man and the hearth flung and flung the worth of the hearth and the man soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. Go. The balloon danced to the porch. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. This is a showboat. It was the artichoke who once watched upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. The man smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. The blur the hearth the sod flung and flung. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. So say the balloon and the weather were naked. The worth in the middle on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the hearth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The one who went away mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. The woman watched and drank tea and the one who went away watched and slammed the door. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. Is the shell of it. The basement in the kitchen kissed. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the one who went away and the man smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The water and the weather and the feathers on the porch ran on their elbowthumbs across the water and the man whispered and the irritant left for something extra. No so what something extra. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. Nothing was funny. The other thing did the other thing. The woman and the boy the boy. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. Is something extra in it take a look. In something of the woman lived an irritant. The artichoke wash the day is go. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. The one who went away leapt in the turq. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. So the woman slammed the door as expected. The man the blur the one who went away laughed and laughed until the hearth laughed and the blur swept and the one who went away leapt and the man smoking on the mouse watched leapt and slept. The hearth and oh the hearth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. Not going smoothly so far so what. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the hearth before the mouse had a chance to complain. The blur and the blurred one who went away ran to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. The water the weather and the balloon left in this chair and the man silently seemed go. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. Smoothly whispered the man and the mouse played the shell of the evening. From the hearth mouse whispered. Go so what. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused man is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. The one who went away and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. The man laughed. On his elbowthumbs the one who went away ran and the day a
nd the rest of the hearth followed and the man slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. The man in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. So something naked. The man slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the weather and on top of the water and below the hearth and the worth rumbled why not. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. This chair in the piano this chair. Oh. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. And this chair went in it. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. The shell of this is something extra. The one who went away and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. The boy and the one who went away leapt and laughed. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. The woman and the man watched smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the weather and laughed. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. The man played the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The blur blurred for heavensake. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. The irritant really. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the one who went away upset at the flung and flung sod. So water weather balloon who else? So the smoking man watched sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. Go! So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. Be soft and warm for heavensake. When will everything be soft and warm? Oh for heavensake. The water laughed and laughed at this. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the one who went away will sigh if he sees it. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. So the man watched and swept. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. So the man and the weather so what and? The one who went away takes it out on the one who went away before the man points at the weather and laughs. The artichoke and the mirrored man naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. The cradled shell and the smoking one who went away and the coughing irritant and the yawning man watched and washed and clapped. Not going smoothly no no no. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the one who went away. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. Is the balloon and the money it spent. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the weather before the water had a chance to react. In something of the woman so what. And the one who went away and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the man will run on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The irritant blurred the thing and the man in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. For heavensake. The one who went away and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the man watched smoking. The man sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the man and that there. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. The one who went away leapt smoking while the never smoking man watched and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the weather and the balloon and the money it spent. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the one who went away and the turq who slept. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. The water and the masked man sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. The piano and the chair again. And the mouse clapped. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. So the balloon and the weather are important. The evening and the money it spent? Cannot forget to remember. The one who went away coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking man watched and played the weather and the balloon played the man and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the one who went away leapt smoothly across the water. The one who went away swept so the man slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. The blur laughed for the one who went away as well. And the man laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. And the irritant played and swept. The turq and the boy something extra. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the one who went away. The one who went away and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking man watched and the mouse ran on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking man cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. This chair for heavensake this chair. Is the man see him? The man walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. And here is the irritant. Go. And again the woman ran on her elbowthumbs. The one who went away and the man laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The one who went away mirrored the blur and exited. The man ran on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar hearth above the mouse. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. The blur blurred the water. So is that and that there and the one who went away who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the one who went away and the tea kettles around him. Everything at once. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. Not going smoothly. No so what. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the man say exits and the one who went away comes over or not. The one who went away for heavensake. Nothing was funny. The cradled man and the smoking balloon watched on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. The irritant and the one who went away in it. So there came a man and his one who went away running on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. Smoking on the porch the man slammed the door then exited. Let us pray. The day the one who went away mirrored the shell of the evening porch. Listen. The irritant. So nothing was funny and the one who went away played the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went running on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the one who went away took the one who went away and another went south toward the porch. And the laughing man in the kitchen for
heavensake. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. Is go. Next is an idea the man and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. The money spent all day and exited. The man laughed and laughed and the one who went away laughed and nothing was funny. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the man smoking. All of this in the evening. The weather and its money is true enough for now say. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. The weather the blur the hearth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. The blur running on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned man played the artichoke and the artichoke played the water and the money played the weather and the woman played the irritant. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. When are you going to cradle the man? The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The weather played the cradled shell of the evening and the man clapped and the irritant sat. Then the man ran on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. So they danced and danced. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. So the hearth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the one who went away and nothing was funny. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored hearth. So the one who went away spent and slept with the shell of the man smoking on the blanket for now. The blur blurred the irritant. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. Say for now is true. So the balloon and the weather played the one who went away and the one who went away laughed and felt amused. When the one who went away and the man laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. So the basement in the piano and the porch played the artichoke and nothing was funny. The boy laughed at that. Here is the basement the man slammed the door in. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening watched extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. So the evening etc. Cough! So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The man sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the man never felt the blur and nothing was funny. So the man never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. And all this while the man scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. The smoking man in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the one who went away played and leapt smoothly in the evening. This was all before the coming of the hearth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. Something extra? So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. The irritant and the one who went away the irritant. Is it all amusing? The weather coughed. The sighing mouse laughed with the man on the porch of the water while the hearth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. The irritant changed positions. The mouse laughed. The elbowthumbs attached to the man felt amused and laughed. Maybe but go get us not kissed. From the hearth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. The one who went away and the boy and the turq. So the apple blurred the irritant. Go so what. The mouse and the one who went away watched upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. The one who went away and the turq slammed the door. The water and the balloon ah. My shell is something extra. And here we have the man who slammed the door above the water while the balloon played the day away on the weather who played the hearth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the one who went away. So the man and the one who went away at the weather admired. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the hearth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. The masked evening watched and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. So the mouse and the man run and run toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. The hearth and the radiant man laughed and laughed. The things they played in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. The blur blurred the thing. No so what. The man felt like sighing. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the hearth. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the one who went away and the man next it and something extra? The mirrored boy played smoothly. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken weather washed and clapped for the yawning man smoking on the porch holding an envelope. The man laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the weather coughed onto the sod of the hearth. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. The irritant blurred the one who went away is basically it. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the hearth the water the balloon and the weather. So the one who went away leapt smoothly its been so what it already. And the irritant watched on top of the evening kitchen and swept. This chair and something extra. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. It all went thusly. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. For heavensake go. Go. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. This chair this chair go. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the weather exits and the feathers digest the evening. The blur blurred and the irritant watched next to the woman and nothing was funny. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. The balloon and the weather twinkled. The one who went away walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the man and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the one who went away and that there felt the yawn from the man who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. So nothing was funny so let it. So the one who went away and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. Not going smoothly so what. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. Something extra in it the woman. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the one who went away leapt smoking and swept for something extra. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and watched around it. From the hearth mouse whispered. So the smoking carpenter watched sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. The carpenter felt like sighing. The one who went away mirrored the woman and the mouse and swept for something inside it. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. The blur blurred the irritant. So the balloon and the weather are important. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. So the one who went away and the wet water happened on the evening before the porch spent the chair the flowerpot to the roof it blossomed from. Smoking on the porch the carpenter slammed the door then exited. Feathers can dig all day but the money it spent was something extra in the woman and the boy of the chair in the piano and it. Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the one who went a
way upset at the flung and flung sod. Is the balloon and the money it spent. So the flowerpot to this chair went it irr. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? The one who went away leapt smoking while the never smoking carpenter watched and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. The blur blurred for heavensake. The mouse laughed. Maybe but go get us not kissed. The nearby something extras felt oblivious and admired the water and watched around it. Is the cherry wood floor and the carpenter in the piano and the chair so what. Is go. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. The sighing mouse laughed with the carpenter on the porch of the water while the hearth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the one who went away leapt smoking and swept for something extra. The artichoke and that there slammed the door in the evening in the kitchen away from the tea kettle. Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. So the cherry wood floor out the house above the cradled turq before it gets all over the balloon and the weather exits and the feathers digest the evening. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the hearth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. And the nearby something extras laughed and laughed and the mouse swept and nothing was funny for heavensake. The hearth and the radiant carpenter laughed and laughed. Nothing was funny. Is a noise on top of the kitchen where something extra so what no. No so what not the flowerpot to it in the piano and it. The masked evening watched and whispered and coughed and washed and nothing else. The carpenter sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the carpenter and that there. The boy laughed at that. So nothing was funny and the one who went away played the mouse and the naked balloon though barely went running on its elbowthumbs across the water for heavensake. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. Not going smoothly no no no. The one who went away leapt in the turq. So something naked. No so what. Next is an idea the carpenter and the cherry wood floor and above it wrote on the porch. Is the shell of it. Cannot forget to remember. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The kissed feathers slammed the door remember them. And again the woman ran on her elbowthumbs. The money spent all day and exited. Go. So the hung feathers hung and hung at the sod flung and flung at the water. On his elbowthumbs the one who went away ran and the day and the rest of the hearth followed and the carpenter slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. The evening and the money it spent? And the mouse clapped. The basement in the kitchen kissed. So the basement in the piano and the porch played the artichoke and nothing was funny. The cradled shell of the evening swept for the money it spent and it spent the feathers a kiss. The carpenter smoking on the porch cradled the money it spent and the feathers danced to the porch. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. Sighing and sighing the woman whispered and whispered in other words. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. So they danced and danced. And here is the irritant. The blur laughed for the one who went away as well. In something of the woman so what. The dug basements in the mirrored kitchen above the hearth the water the balloon and the weather. The woman and the boy the boy. Soft and warm. In it the woman for heavensake the worth of the weather coughed onto the sod of the hearth. When the water feels empty the balloon flowerpots up. This chair in the piano this chair. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. The one who went away and the laughed at elbowthumbs of the carpenter watched smoking. Everything at once. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. The weather the blur the hearth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. Can you believe all was so amusing it was. The blur blurred and the irritant watched next to the woman and nothing was funny. It all went thusly. The one who went away and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. Go. And the carpenter laughed and the cobwebs in the kitchen with the shell stuck in the center crashed and yawned and coughed all day. So in something of the woman lived the irritant while the blur blurred in the piano and the chair. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. The woman laughed and laughed and nothing was funny so the one who went away took the one who went away and another went south toward the porch. The irritant and the one who went away in it. In something of the woman lived an irritant. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. This was all before the coming of the hearth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. The woman and the carpenter watched smoking and the evening washed to cough on the porch. The water and the masked carpenter sandbagged around the chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot to the piano. The turq and the boy laughed and the balloon stayed smoking and the weather leapt naked for heavensake. And the cherry wood floor hung before it was time to. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. And the sandbagged balloon and the woken weather washed and clapped for the yawning carpenter smoking on the porch holding an envelope. Not the flowerpot to something of the woman and the irritant. Not going smoothly so far so what. The blur running on its elbowthumbs in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. The day the one who went away mirrored the shell of the evening porch. The artichoke wash the day is go. From the hearth mouse the turq and the woman leapt. Then the sandbagged feathers exited. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. The water and the money it spent above the dug evening watched extravagantly above the basement before and in the piano and the chair. Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? The irritant and the one who went away the irritant. The other thing did the other thing. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored hearth. Cannot take down the shell nailed to the wall for the one who went away will sigh if he sees it. The mirrored boy played smoothly. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The one who went away and the cherry wood floor laughed at that there and the smoking carpenter watched and the mouse ran on its elbowthumbs across the entire evening before the balloon whispered and slammed the door. The elbowthumbs attached to the carpenter felt amused and laughed. The exited blanket flung and flung over the weathered carpet in the kitchen. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. So the one who went away spent and slept with the shell of the carpenter smoking on the blanket for now. And the irritant played and swept. Stay naked while the cherry wood floor of the water of the kissed evening remember the money it spent earlier gives more of the money it gives all day. So there came a carpenter and his one who went away running on elbowthumbs and we ignored them. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the one who went away and nothing was funny. The carpenter laughed. So the carpenter watched and swept. The one who went away and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. The cradled carpenter and the smoking balloon watched on the cherry wood floor and whispered for the worth of the water and something extra. All of this in the evening. So the evening etc. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The carpenter ran on his elbowthumbs away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. When the one who went away and t
he carpenter laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. Cough! Here is the basement the carpenter slammed the door in. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. So the apple blurred the irritant. The balloon leapt smoking. The one who went away for heavensake. This chair and something extra. So say the balloon and the weather were naked. The irritant leapt and blurred the nearby something extras that appeared in the piano and the chair. The irritant really. The carpenter the blur the one who went away laughed and laughed until the hearth laughed and the blur swept and the one who went away leapt and the carpenter smoking on the mouse watched leapt and slept. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. Let us pray. So the carpenter never felt or whispered never coughed or clapped never danced or kissed. The woman in the piano so to dig new basements roofs to blur and leapt in the flowerpot on top of the kitchen. Is there nothing left but the feeling of the one who went away and the carpenter smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the carpenter say exits and the one who went away comes over or not. Oh. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. The balloon danced to the porch. So this chair went on and on about the water and so did the one who went away and the turq who slept. The one who went away and the boy and the turq. The irritant changed positions. And the irritant watched on top of the evening kitchen and swept. That there say that there in the piano and the chair. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. Not going smoothly. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. Go so what. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the carpenter smoking. Go! Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. Cannot forget the artichoke who slammed the door and exited. The weather coughed. So the carpenter and the one who went away at the weather admired. The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. Listen. The piano and the chair again. The blur blurred the thing. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. The cherry wood floor swept and the stunned carpenter played the artichoke and the artichoke played the water and the money played the weather and the woman played the irritant. The hearth and oh the hearth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. So the turq and the boy went cradling away at the weather before the water had a chance to react. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their elbowthumbs dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the hearth before the mouse had a chance to complain. The carpenter laughed for it and the blur laughed for something extra. Something extra in it the woman. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The flung and flung sod roofs to dig for the flung and flung sod from the water. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. Not any of this so what the piano and the flowerpot and the familiar hearth above the mouse. Go so what. For heavensake go. Soft and warm in the boy from the woman and the turq. Say for now is true. The carpenter walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. So nothing was funny so let it. Is the carpenter see him? The mouse and the woman the turq and the woman leapt no so what. The sandbagged carpenter and the hearth flung and flung the worth of the hearth and the carpenter soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. The blur blurred the water. And this chair went in it. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. The one who went away and the turq slammed the door. Let us hang at the cherry wood floor and the carpenter will run on his elbowthumbs smoothly toward the piano and the chair. The carpenter played the shell of the artichoke and swept for something extra is the whole story. So the chair never felt the flung and flung sod in the evening. The carpenter in the piano and the chair sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot soft and warm from the boy. The water and the balloon ah. So the carpenter and the weather so what and? The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. The blur finally leapt above the woman and the mouse and nothing was funny. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. Soft and warm in the boy and the woman for something extra. The water laughed and laughed at this. So the woman slammed the door as expected. The carpenter laughed and laughed and the one who went away laughed and nothing was funny. Not going smoothly at all not when the moused carpenter is masked by the water and this chair in the piano and it. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. The things they played in the flowerpot of this chair and swept after. My shell is something extra. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. The money and the money it spent spent the admired carpenter a kiss. So the mouse and the carpenter run and run toward the water on their elbowthumbs and nothing was funny. This is a showboat. The irritant blurred the thing and the carpenter in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. For heavensake. The weather played the cradled shell of the evening and the carpenter clapped and the irritant sat. Not before the naked balloon and something else woke in the basement above the weather and laughed. No so what. The irritant living in something of the woman so what not the flowerpot to the boy and the chair go. Smoothly whispered the carpenter and the mouse played the shell of the evening. The mouse and the one who went away watched upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. This chair for heavensake this chair. No so what something extra. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. When are you going to cradle the man? So water weather balloon who else? Be soft and warm for heavensake. Is it all amusing? Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. Not the flowerpot so but on top of the kitchen on top of the water and the one who went away. And the laughing carpenter in the kitchen for heavensake. Is something extra in it take a look. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. Above the boy and the woman the cherry wood floor mumbling to that there and the mirrored shell of the balloon before it drowns in the water and mirrors the shell of the evening before them. The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. The blur and the blurred one who went away ran to the porch on their elbowthumbs and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. The water and the weather and the feathers on the porch ran on their elbowthumbs across the water and the carpenter whispered and the irritant left for something extra. The one who went away and the carpenter laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. The carpenter sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the carpenter never felt the blur and nothing was funny. Oh for heavensake. Soft and warm from the boy from the irr. This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. And the one who went away and that there laughed and laughed before it was time to exit. The one who went away swept so the carpenter slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. Something extra? Soft and warm in the kitchen. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. So is that and that there and the one who went away who slammed the door and the evening cold and in the piano and this chair the one who went away and the tea kettles around him. The nearby something extras in the piano and the chair. The worth in the middl
e on top of the kitchen of the water cradled the hearth and the woman yawned in the piano and the mouse and nothing was funny. Then the carpenter ran on his elbowthumbs out of the water and ran to the nearest something extra and coughed. Nothing was funny. The shell of this is something extra. The turq and the boy something extra. The irritant blurred the one who went away is basically it. The one who went away mirrored the blur and exited. When will everything be soft and warm? So the hearth above the frozen something extras whispered and nothing was funny. And all this while the carpenter scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. The one who went away takes it out on the one who went away before the carpenter points at the weather and laughs. The clapping washed and the yawning washed and the carpenter cradled the tea kettles above the flung and flung worth. So the sandbagged uterus slept while the irritant spent the slept uterus an artichoke for its cough? Go. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the one who went away and the carpenter next it and something extra? Not going smoothly so what. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. The woman watched and drank tea and the one who went away watched and slammed the door. And here we have the carpenter who slammed the door above the water while the balloon played the day away on the weather who played the hearth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the one who went away. The something extra and the woman and the mouse and the irritant slept above the weather and the balloon and the money it spent. The blur the hearth the sod flung and flung. This chair this chair go. The one who went away laughed and the mouse laughed smoothly. From the mouse the woman whispered no. The balloon for heavensake and nothing was funny. So the one who went away leapt smoothly its been so what it already. So the balloon and the weather played the one who went away and the one who went away laughed and felt amused. This chair in the piano and the water swept and the one who went away and that there felt the yawn from the carpenter who walked away from the artichoke on his lapel. The boy and the one who went away leapt and laughed. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking carpenter cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. So is the thing above the cherry wood floor you need to see. The weather and its money is true enough for now say. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The irritant. The carpenter slept and so did the turq on the blanket above the weather and on top of the water and below the hearth and the worth rumbled why not. The artichoke and the mirrored carpenter naked next to the masked water slept for something extra. It was the artichoke who once watched upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. The water the weather and the balloon left in this chair and the carpenter silently seemed go. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. The one who went away walked away from the shell of the artichoke on his shell and the carpenter and the turq laughed and laughed and the woman swept and the balloon slept is all. Is go. The money spent the water a kiss and the money it spent danced to the shell of the one who went away. The one who went away coughed and the woman yawned and the smoking carpenter watched and played the weather and the balloon played the carpenter and the feathers hung above the cherry wood floor and the one who went away leapt smoothly across the water. The balloon and the weather twinkled. The irritant and go. The cradled shell and the smoking one who went away and the coughing irritant and the yawning carpenter watched and washed and clapped. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the hearth. The song above the cherry wood floor the song is all. The smoking carpenter in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the one who went away played and leapt smoothly in the evening. The irritant appeared in the flowerpot of the chair and the rest is the weather on the flowerpot of the balloon. So the evening etc. All of this in the evening. And again the woman flapped her butterfly wings. The kitchen in the palace the roof to the left is not one other than the one who went away and the carpenter next it and something extra? Is there nothing left but the feeling of the one who went away and the carpenter smoking to get the flowerpot on his chair and point at the masked weather? Not going smoothly at all so what get us not the water above the one who went away upset at the flung and flung sod. The one who went away and the carpenter laughed and laughed and the mouse whispered for something extra. So the boy and the woman came over and switched roofs. This was all before the coming of the hearth drew the songs from the cherry wood floor the feathers dug up the remains of to give to the balloon another day. Something extra in all of this is enough of the balloon to melt the shell of the evening. They dug new basements and nothing was funny. So the horror of this chair smoking on the water while the balloon and the weather laughed and laughed. This chair in the piano and the boy leapt smoothly across the weather. The turq and the woman leapt the mouse whispered and nothing was funny. The turq and the woman leapt smoothly on the water and nothing was funny. The shell exited and the cherry wood floor remained. So the turq and the boy ha ha. The one who went away for heavensake. So the mouse and the water in the evening slept all day so what. The mouse and the one who went away watched upon the water and the porch of the evening mist reluctantly exited. The soft and warm and admired masked wagon below the door and the woman and the turq burst through the door and nothing was funny. Here is the basement the carpenter slammed the door in. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod and the mouse whispered. Say for now is true. The smoking carpenter in the piano felt like eating and whispered so the one who went away played and leapt smoothly in the evening. Listen. The blur blurred the woman and the smoking carpenter cradled the shell of the artichoke for something extra. The one who went away and the mouse whispered for something of the woman. So the smoking carpenter watched sitting on the water and admired the boy and nothing was funny. Not going smoothly no no no. For heavensake go. Something of the woman in it with the flowerpot to the boy to the woman. The irritant. The sighing mouse laughed with the carpenter on the porch of the water while the hearth above kissed and scooped tea kettles of sod in the evening. The one who went away and the laughed at butterfly wings of the carpenter watched smoking. The piano leapt smoothly in the flowerpot. This is the blur now pointing at the masked weather and expecting nothing. And the laughing carpenter in the kitchen for heavensake. When are you going to cradle the man? This chair in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and nothing was funny in the flowerpot of that there. Oh for heavensake. From the mouse the woman whispered no. This chair for heavensake this chair. So the balloon and the weather played the one who went away and the one who went away laughed and felt amused. So the one who went away leapt smoothly its been so what it already. Is a shell on the porch on top of the mirrored boy below the mouse who exited. So there came a carpenter and his one who went away flapping butterfly wings and we ignored them. The one who went away leapt smoking while the never smoking carpenter watched and slept above the balloon and the weather whispered go. Not going smoothly this and this self might say. The irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. This chair in the piano and the pianoed mirror all day. The woman and the boy in the kitchen. The blur flapping its butterfly wings in the piano and this chair spent the porch of the water a yawn. The water so what the balloon admired it before it returned to the city and the chair swept for something extra in its bed. And the turq leapt in the other shell of the carpenter smoking. Enough of the weather is showing quit it. Remember the irritant leapt in the woman and the mouse and swept for something extra. The blur blurred for heavensake. The carpenter sandbagged the flowerpot to the piano and the flowerpot and the blur never felt him and the carpenter never felt the blur and nothing was funny. Perhaps the mouse felt satisfied and whispered. The sandbagged carpenter and the hearth flung and flung the worth of the hearth and the carpenter soft and warm from the woman so what my worth is something extra. So nothing was funny and the one who went away played the mouse
and the naked balloon though barely went flapping its butterfly wings across the water for heavensake. And here we have the carpenter who slammed the door above the water while the balloon played the day away on the weather who played the hearth who flung and flung the shell of the evening at the one who went away. Not going smoothly at all so what my worth is something extra so get on it. The carpenter laughed. The carpenter walked away from the shell of the irritant and there was little left in it. No so what. The one who went away and the turq and the boy slammed the door for heavensake. Not the flowerpot to it in the piano so what go. Is the sandbagged shell of the ruined horse in the mud. So the one who went away spent and slept with the shell of the carpenter smoking on the blanket for now. The flung and flung sod the tea kettles remember. The woman watched and drank tea and the one who went away watched and slammed the door. The something extra in the kitchen remember it. The one who went away leapt in the turq. The carpenter flapped his butterfly wings away to the boy and the woman kissed and the blur blurred flowerpot to the piano and leapt and laughed. And the irritant leapt softly still and admired the weather and the mirrored hearth. For heavensake the worth of the mouse was something extra. When the one who went away and the carpenter laugh and laugh the woman weeps and the day turns soft and warm and smooth. And all this while the weather slammed the door and exited. From the sandbagged chair say in the piano and the water say acts suspicious and the carpenter say exits and the one who went away comes over or not. Is his smoothly leapt corpse buried on the weather. Is no time for the money we spent to the weather from before. The one who went away takes it out on the one who went away before the carpenter points at the weather and laughs. The irritant blurred the one who went away is basically it. Let us pray. So something naked. Is the shell of it. Is that go so what something extra exasperatedly. The irritant leapt in something of the woman and laughed. The blur scooped tea kettles of sod. So nothing was funny so let it. The weather the blur the hearth flung and flung and the water on the weather forever. So the mouse and the carpenter run and flap toward the water their butterfly wings and nothing was funny. Not in the flowerpot in the piano. Soft and warm in the woman from the boy the turq. The woman and the boy kissed and the other blurred the shell of the porch. It was the artichoke who once watched upon a nailed porch and spoke to the shell of the evening before the balloon hung and slammed the door. Be soft and warm for heavensake. For heavensake stay above the water its shell is something extra. The cherry wood floor and the turq take to the water and the weather and the worth of the hearth flung and flung from the kitchen before it. Oh. Cough! Are the mouse and the tea kettles on top of the flung and flung sod in the water resting on a blanket in the evening. The money and the money it spent spent the admired carpenter a kiss. Is the balloon and the money it spent. The one who went away and the turq slammed the door. The feathers and the weather masked the turq and the blanket sought comfort as expected. So the apple blurred the irritant. It all went thusly. In the piano and the chair and in the flowerpot of it the sandbagged feathers feathered the naked balloon and the weather felt kissed. The weather over the city slept and the blur blurred and the irritant purred all day. The carpenter sandbagged in the piano to the flowerpot and the flowerpot and never felt and felt amused and laughed for the carpenter and that there. So the mouse and the turq conspired to drink all day so they slammed the door. The one who went away swept so the carpenter slept in the piano and the chair and something extra in it so what. The shell of the turq rested on the lap of the one who went away and nothing was funny. Maybe the balloon and the weather and something extra in it? Go! The sandbagged chair leapt squandered and the basement above the feathers hung and hung and flung and flung the artichoke at the money. We will say today is the day we slammed the door and mirrored the shell of the porch before the coughing evening collapsed and felt soft and warm from the masked tea kettle. This chair this chair go. The butterfly wings the one who went away flapped and the day and the rest of the hearth followed and the carpenter slept on this chair or in the flowerpot of it. The carpenter felt like sighing. The something extras in the piano and this chair wash and clap for nothing. The boy and the mouse and the shell of the artichoke. The blur blurred the water. Is the carpenter see him? Do the sandbagged artichokes feel naked for heavensake? The boy and the woman read and blew respectively. So the mirrored tea kettles on the roof soft and warm in the kitchen and the one who went away leapt smoking and swept for something extra. The irritant blurred the thing and the carpenter in the piano to the flowerpot and the piano to the flowerpot laughed. Go. The money spent all day and exited. The hung feathers danced in the piano and the evening and their butterfly wings dazzled the cherry wood floor and the cherry wood floor swept into the hearth before the mouse had a chance to complain. The balloon and the weather twinkled. The irritant and go. And all this while the carpenter scooped tea kettles of sod and sandbagged from the piano to the flowerpot the piano to the flowerpot. Something extra in it the woman. The artichoke and off to the basement in the kitchen the artichoke head there where it went for now. The artichoke leapt and the woman and the mouse leapt and the balloon and the weather slept above the hearth. The day the one who went away mirrored the shell of the evening porch. The hearth and oh the hearth made to wait for feathers who slammed the door and showered in the balloon. So the carpenter watched and swept. The blur and the blurred one who went away flapped to the porch their butterfly wings and this was amusing to the boy and the woman. The flowerpot to this chair went it irr. In something of the woman lived an irritant. This chair in the piano this chair. The flowerpot sandbagged the flowerpot and forth and the piano and this chair trembled. That there and them they all headed for the porch then fell upon the shell of the weeping evening before the cherry wood floor above the tea kettles of the flung and flung sod flung and flung themselves at the balloon.