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