And I knew we shared a common aim...the E minored synergy pushed at the spur of this love, at the rush hour of the shuttle who rubbed my belly along the mediterranean.

Creeping(fall) back on my hidden ace up to my sleeve...my Eminored Energy, in Mallor-K to dive in Tedesci-land...and after filling up the running empty ink jar, fleet back with my 33-crew of fleas, back to the straw that hosts me...right in the hole where we embraced and snodged and howisyourfather...right back to you!.