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To the Devil

The saints are prosperous and you know why they torment your kingdom, you aren’t shy condemned by everlasting rickets hidden by all kinds of false jackets smoke all the weed, you can’t be the most high.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 2/16/2016 8:59:00 AM
great quality with wonderful fitting of words and lines. The grace from this page is worth more than a 7. Visiting your pages always come with meeting my expectations and with this I say "Keep on writing please".. So so incredible.
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Funom Makama
Date: 2/27/2016 7:21:00 AM
looooool.... What a blunder, anyway, thanks to me
Date: 2/14/2016 8:38:00 AM
Funny, so the saints are high by design. The poor unhappy tormented one can never get what is desired. There is no escape from reality in truth!
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Funom Makama
Date: 2/27/2016 7:21:00 AM
Thank you so much Duke
Date: 2/11/2016 11:50:00 AM
Ah, you are brave! Awesome limerick... I bet you yourself are in complete battle gear with armor and the necessary weapon... Blessings!
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Funom Makama
Date: 2/27/2016 7:20:00 AM
Thank you so much Kim Patrice