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at 3 give me you whistling kisses in the harshness
slowing down or all you get is misses 5,6,7 urban rangers have now become the Jesus club every one can be in it for everyone knows Jesus! not yet Jesus would come I hope some day! come see at 6 conquered his fear of heights still doesn't like looking at ground determined 5 and 7 even if they pretend it's a hot fudge sundae my plump little friend is in the unfinished tree house along the fence line reflecting at 7 correcting da' big,big words out of context the convex of the a-pa-pa-noos is pie at 4 some go by like I'll fly away old gordy some may never make the dictionary like computantor and jeesanator on the satellite dish but they know what they are at 3 stopping a fight I liked to eat bob! a toy veggie named bob is not a fruit of the Spirit but joy was there got'ta go things getting slow not in the tub! the dirty jokes I like yours better knock, knock who's there poop,poop who got angry at 5 over little to nothing saying sorry once again anger management O-won-O kindergarten style raise eye brows up and down really fast to get the anger off just arrived a crying 180 on the changing table some things 30 right out of labor did you go to Boston to get groceries? what? jumping two feet high another one has arrived they are a blessing, to Jesus be the glory !