Your style of singing announces you clearer than the ringing of the great bell in Naples, or the whisper of the breeze in The Urals!
When are you going to return to The Village? I've revisited Bouvetoya Island on countless occasion, but the svelte hussey on the gate refuses me permission to enter on account of my rampant psoriasis!
Dealing with morning pollution is never a problem here, I'm still asleep while it occurs!
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How this takes me back to my childhood in Nuremburg!
Lucien, were you really there?
I thought you were younger than that, but that may be the result of those special potions available strictly on line...
I am now in my 77th year, and feel quite young really, but there again, I feel quite a lot of items these days, some I don't even recognise!
I have my valet do my morning milking… gets rid of all one’s pollution.
Beg pardon old son… I’ve not signed in, but you know who it is.
Modo!
Your style of singing announces you clearer than the ringing of the great bell in Naples, or the whisper of the breeze in The Urals!
When are you going to return to The Village? I've revisited Bouvetoya Island on countless occasion, but the svelte hussey on the gate refuses me permission to enter on account of my rampant psoriasis!
Dealing with morning pollution is never a problem here, I'm still asleep while it occurs!
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