I Know What You Want

Persisting on this chance which is still mid-day the brother from under, already shouts hooray! he wants to be a co-owner of her backyard factory he’s repelled and reminded, he’s in the wrong directory with her precious hidden hair, he wishes to play scribble warning enforces more than the commandments of the bible slapping his stubborn fingers, not letting him lobby points at a distant damsel to act a nimby no need to stress more, in the whale’s stomach is her availability he gnashes the teeth in hate of this eventuality.