gray day today, so for a laugh
zwiechów kill everyone. To
doldrums disappeared completely, nothing is
yolk protein.
will be as colorful,
spontaneously and śmiechowo,
When people soon drip,
shit that i really feel. They will begin to growl
, they start screaming,
How animals will roar.
Wyłysieją as baboons,
Dumps slippers, will glany.
glanach live in two creatures:
Cancer, and cockroaches five.
chew our fingernails,
take the moment to the elbow. Cancer
cuts like garden shears,
Cockroaches can for it,
Dancing disco on the socks,
At the same time to play the flute.
Raczek in a moment grows thick,
not protect from destruction,
When the owner of these shoes, will do little
fiku-miku
I fucking kick from Glan,
Straight from a banana peel.
instrumental in the soil, break his neck,
Grind asphalt snout. Through these small
niedobrzuchy,
spasms are his movements. Cockroaches and cancer
great
suppress any trace of them,
I escape to the barn, I set it there
two tables. This unit se
feast, with insert sleep
lemonade.
few percent well do, and cancer
Soon shit forging,
scatter them across the field,
And he will hide in the bend of the mouth. Immediately
his death occurs,
when Jesus will descend from heaven,
Soon there will be Armageddon,
and wealth will be poverty.
No one will say: I'm swell!
Because God will break his joints.
sky becomes red. He
chop - it is ground.
As the topic - something ends,
ride on grass snakes because Bończy.
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