(Nah, the other way around.)
Tom's possible nostril plots spit bon mots on glistening pots of blister spots.
Punky Runce stuns sunny summer spunks.
Olulabelle spells lily smell.
Near Jersey, Jack Fear jeers freely, sneaks smacks, smokes jakes, sneers, breaks backs by bike racks.
Nick needles neds' necks, pecks cheeks next, pinks cheeses' wax. |