twobee

Plan: To eat the greatest destructive force in the world.

A TAIL OF WHOA

Two bee red allowed
(reed don the fist call uhm, den the say canned)

Eye stud beef or duh wind oh pain,
Too stair out awn the store me seen,
The wind it blue,
With grown and mown,
As rein pored threw the lain.

Aye razed my head to few the cite,
And new my hart wood brake,
Four, rested from hour would,
Were awl the furs sew toll and grate,
Know more to waive the see.

Aisle ne'er fore get that all full knight,
Acquire of thus all a shin maid,
Buy hale and creek of bows,
Yet still no paws or lesson,
The whether it was fowl.

Then shown atlas the mourning son,
The heir now boar the fare suite cent,
Of rows and hair belle whet,
At piece the wind, knot sew my sole,
Four their the land lei waist.