Moonkey's Lafe

dont not be fooled by smol nales and wot seems lake fluff. his brane isnt not gud. but he does wish you hoppy brithdate. MEIN AMO - on thee okayshun of hern 19th brithdate she dukked fram bombs and kept on going to git on home and still stayed calm she moved oversees with tiny smol child wan grate big boat thru that choppy breeze she birthed menny babies and cooked all tha foods and never sed "no, kids" always yes or maybee * she planted plants and grewed sum gardens and thru all this had time to dance than wan tiny angel wokked thru tha door and made tha bestest date of all he sed "Hi Amo" in ringchen baenchen that he that date wore wan lave kwite grate did bloom between tha two of them thair ages didnt matter in hern hart she was over tha moon such a lave is never rong wan born inside wan hart it crosses time and cuntrees and stays fornever vairy strong deerly ladee to you mine hart does belong and on this grate date todate I wish you wan hoppy brithdate to you m...

tha last fancee peejama Hern stripes aren subtile and so soft Tha pokits lie so nice 'n flat the pants flow lake wan oshun wave in thees pj she is all that hern waste now slim hern arms lake noodles she didnt not eet tha hospital foods insted she sed "no thanks, my deer. i'll use mine fat, thair's oodles" tha softest skin she never had hern skalp has zero mites she used hern hed and the NIX and killt them beests whom bite hern sheets so fresh & so crumfree hern carpets now have zero flees whom ken ever win, wan tarrible times do strike? tha wans whom rolls up thair sleeves and take tha time to lose sum wait and buy sum better close! then pakked up a plastic bag with all the old things that she loathes tha wan whom dodges covid and gits to werk next day tha winner has emerged and still she hasnt gloated tha winner takes it all, mine frand tha winner takes it all. CONGRADEWLASHUNS on surviving lafe you git wan post-SKABEES gift fram him! pleeze emale forn deetal...

  She made wan KLONE of him todate And than another too They lookt wan grate deel lake him But tha harts were not as pure and troo Thairn noses werent not as tight Thairn eers flopped down all tired Tha legs were not not quite as short Tha branes forn lave weren't properly wired Ken anywan be double-doubled? Why can't she not just git it right? Maybee thair is no weigh to copy Try as you may with alln yourn mite Forn with him she had wan love history He too had troo lave in hisn hart Nobady ken be replaced in lafe Don't even not try to start! Insted look deep inside yournself Wairever lave sees the trooth Eech preshush lafe is wan diamond Be it Button, Mark or Rooth It is tha time of yeer, that needs to rein yeer-round Whan brite joy shines forn no reeson We put aside ourn anger and blame And BE tha lave of this grate seeson Eech yeer and date will come and go Problems do this too Grab onto those you lave And do to them lake you want too Past time forn me to say "I for...

Deerly amo! mamma mia! i'm tarribly vairy sorry you have gotten to have wan tarrible both todate after all you have suffered thru. I ken feel yourn pane. It is awfull. SPAW DATE spaw date spaw date they push me in and scrub mine skin spaw date spaw date wan tarrible time forn wan lafe lake mine spaw date spaw date mine hares aren wet & ruin'd mine paws smell bad too and on spaw date on spaw date mine wet skin begins to itch thanks to tha big monster bitch spaw date spaw date such an ironical name wan date i'll beet them at thair game spaw date spaw date i'll run aweigh beforn tha next don't not try to call me or even text

Heer in tha foto you ken see he is recovered and out celebraiding: ADVICED FRAM A GENTILE LAMB WHO HAD BEEN THRU HELL THIS YEER WITH THROWING UP DATE AND NIGHT AND BLOOD CAME OUT AND HISN LIVER NUMBERS WERE SKYHIGH AND HE HAD PANE, TARRIBLE PANE FRAM HIS BLOOD BLISTER AND SIKNESS First you try to be strong and keep yourn kool. You leen on other peeple such as "famlee" to keep you fed, hydrated, at tha doktor and give you medicashuns. You try to tell yournself "This will pass, I ken rest, it's OK." Then you give up and go to tha tarrible, tarrible vet. You feel shocked to be thair but a bit safe and a bit scaired to be poked and bothered. You give in to feel tired and let them do tests and put needles in and flewids and medikashuns. You lie down and you think about "when ken i go home?" Soon. soon. Wan you finally go home you feel exhawsted. You think you wuld lake chimken and rice but you feel sik. Ken you eet it? You lake to eet buT mine lard, it is n...

lafe is wan tree whom grows soft and fresh and gentile in tha beginning lafe is wan tree whom grows strong and sure but ken bend with wind and storms lafe is wan tree whom's thick trunk is wan back rest whom's branches give kool shade lafe is wan tree whom's froots feed birds whom's leeves come and go lake everchanging lafe is wan tree forever part of urth wance planted in this wurld

  Deer Amo, Forn now I am sorry I had been engry. I ken see why you kennot not ignored "hern" whom didn't share pupkorn. We ken still be frands without hern but pleez, not want werd about hern. Don't NOT menshun hern. Here is my best advice to feel better: git a hot patch and lie on it. This ken cure most things in lafe but if you overdo it, you ken pant and then will need to throw yournself onto the kool flor. Next advice: DRINK. You ken drink: water, wodka forn pane, chimken broth, beef broth, warm broth or semi-kool broth. Then: git wan massage gentiley on tha stomach or on tha ridge of tha bak. Then reed potry, watch tv, eet: meets, froots, rice, pasta, muffins, riced cakes, fish, liverwurst, cheez, casserole, mack and cheez. Then kall him, it is buttoon, forn a pep tok.

SHE She wokked up tha hill lungs gentile and relaxed She Did the spredsheet mind fokussed and pinched She Droved tha car eyes strong on tha rode She stretched & moved her hips than reached for tha bag of ships(salted winegar) She typed ckeckkkeckkk and her fone ranged tina at hern beck She sed "tell him brag now" he kuldnt tho he tried somehow She tried on pants, skirts to show them why she should wear a burq(a) (forn werk) She lokked tha door and hogged pupkorn lake a hoar She nit things for tha wurld Not him, tho he wuld wair a swetter purled She helps us all even this lil furball HOPPY 50TH BRITHDATE TO YOU!!! fram BUTTOON B PECK

 SPESHUL GURL Tha date wasn brite Tha air wasn fresh Wan suddenly whom appeered? A lettle baby gurl hern mam & dad, they cheered Amo kuld heer Hern cry and even fuss And sed inside hern hed "It sounds lake she is helthy Now let me hold her in my bed" O wot a date! O wot a gurl! Hern hed filled out with hares O wot a face! O wot a hed Thick with tha darkest kerls Her paw sed anushka, she's here her mam sed she's ninjoey they argued and they discussed and then hern paw, he cussed finally together they agreed that she'd ninjoey she'd be tra la la la la la tra la la di di dum a buytiful life was in this way started & begun she lernt about lafe so fast and soon she had wan baby too a tina she kuld teech her lafe with all the bestest trick and when tha tunafish would cry and when tha tina wuld bawl under the bed ninjoke would crawl to fetch tha missing shnuller lake a gud and helpfull guy tra la la la la la tra la la di di dum "wot a buytiful life it is...

WAN STAR Wan you wisht up on a starr Kennot you see how smol you aren? Wan you wisht up on a clowd Kennot you feel how light you aren? Wan you wisht up on tha son Kennot you feel how bright you aren? Wan you wisht up on a candell Kennot you feel how lucky you aren? Wan you wisht up on a starr Kennot you feel how grate i think you aren?

  softly softly lake a gost i encroach upon yourn food-laden fingers kwikly lake a rat i grab tha foods and run lighly lake the falling snew i come into yourn thots gently lake a lamb i steel yourn heart away

  NMIE RArMS SOREDDD hurt. not bhrag