If lucifer were a lizard, he'd possibly cut a curvy path, one with variance to the human state, pies verse herts bothams, he'd pump from overly top heavy, too pear-shaped too perfect... or civilized shape. Tiredness, the flight... so they all go away, with thier funny bothams, and leave Devon in peace. Follow, his ways, does go to county shows, 'THE hesperaus' and 'the... my damned leg' and other storys of a too out of bounds, and countryfied fluff. In fright, the unusual shapes used to guard the place, e.g the shape of aggresive citys?. tis beautiful, 'but don't say appreciate impolite', don't ever by polite, and lead up the garden path......... we could all fall into the rough house, kerry, and not the fruit shop with Martin. I do, but 'there', who would reach Bills leg.
He's 'Points of order... anyone who smells thier own arse and loves it, and every one in Devon hates it.
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