Apocolyptic Olympics

Harry I see your revelry. You turn it into artistry. The mines are clear as a bell today. What would a witchdoctor say? Behind the eyes of a punky monkey. WD is white and works at McDonald's. Strange things are afoot. Sit there in your chair, and jackyl against me with your whole family. The show was superb. The entrance of Queenie was the best. I really like her pink dress. I know that it was you Elisabeth. Never again, evermore. It was LSD, but, for you, all three (LSD, PCP, and crack). Positivity was the flow in my livingroom, but it was evil overseas. I say nothing in an island of backwash. The green was miraculous. Be spectacular and rule the century. The magic is lost to the hostility behind her eyes. Her evil is taught, and there is no physical encounter she has ever forgot. History is another story. The Corgie's are in the his-ouse. They now portal after that imagery. They will take any shot that is hot. You can't shoot that kind of notoriety. I made them that way recently. I keep the praise where it needs to be. I loved you hair, Harry. Stay still...there goes your memory.