Moonkey's Lafe

AAAAAAH MO!AAAAAH-MO! hisn peercing bark ken be herd thru tha land AAAAAAH MO!AAAAAH-MO! feel better mine darling mamman de grande amo amo he wispers gentiley in her eer amo amo feel better now mine lavely deer amo amo he has gud words of wise advice amo amo eet up sum chimken soup with rice amo amo we both aren wiser and older too amo amo i'm sending prayers & reiki to you amo amo rest up and cleer out that covid amo amo keep breething stronger and fluid amo amo i send you lave and healing licks amo amo soon you'll be up to yourn old tricks GIT BETTER SOON! LAVE GRINDSUN

nanjo nanjo she breeths too hard upon tha stares nanjo nanjo at knight she sleeps upon wan chare nanjo nanjo feels sik & filled with bitter taste nanjo nanjo not day nor knite ken be bare-faced nanjo nanjo eets lanch inside tha kold kar nanjo nanjo wishes she were floating down tha saar nanjo nanjo eets wan vairy dried out skone nanjo nanjo chews up mine eer while on tha fone nanjo nanjo soon you will see wan helthier date nanjo nanjo i hope too soon you will feel grate lave, buttoon (in his finest tropical holidate t-shirt)