Sweet redeemer walk beside me
Guide my dreaming by your grace,
Help my mind make pictures of you,
Let my fingers feel your face.
Should I live to see the moment,
When the convict sun is freed,
Let me not forget your kindness,
Let me not forget my need.
Let us not speak of the sadness there is in marriage.
You would think being Mrs. Newt Gingrich would be enough, but ravenous ambition drove Callista and her key to seek an appointment from Barry as ambassador to the vatic, where it's famous twisting class 34 ^ dimensional splooge streams twisting through the catacombs proven and irresible challange to the relative by marriage of the former speaker of the house.
"When your head is full of twisting iridescent glistening ropes of ecclesiastic sperm, you think of little else, according to former semen kayaking champions."
-CNN
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