Locust empire.
Promises pure.
Oh to be shure.
Woe to be sure.
Locust empire.
Promises pure.
Oh to be shure.
Woe to be sure.
Rice and scetti are proper soaked.
So no crick serenade? Oh well.
Member the green monster being taller? Ominous even.
Whole lotta ladders.
Never shoots.
Miss boots.
Wonder scoots.
Balled up youth.
Elephant slings prayers
Peeling back layers
Spellcast say them without feelers
Broke mast they then redoubt kneelers
Ever seen the goldfish in the mirror?
>Lilo of the valley.