Here I bombard you explosively full of fuel and fury Mr Miehle,
Mine mine tickle up in arms------------------------------------------------------------
your day is a cucumber------------------------------------------------------being mailed-------------------------------------------------------------------
But dismissed as female feline fur and not at all macho like Abe!
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Moses offers his breast and the thirstiest of Egyptian statue heads laps but not from the thigh but the tight feline tongue
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as if broth gymnastics could speak and perhaps gave hind limbs permission to lick in the name of king of kings, licking hard enough to part the sea
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But cats and snakes can't talk silly that's merely make believe or blasphemy, Mine mine tickle wobble my direct line to the almighty severed by the invisible scissors of humility.
George Miehle got two feet and one hand nailed to the cross but he ran out of members to finish the job, lucky god was there to help him out, and did so by giving poor Miehle a few hours to reflect on his pious shenanigans, after that Miehle pulled himself painfully off and chewed waffles with his own salty tears replacing the maple syrup he refused to buy because the last stuff left was Canadian.
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