Banba are her soilers and her prytty pyrrhique. Maye faye, she’s la gaye this snaky woman! From that trippiery toe expectungpelick! Veil, volantine, valentine eyes. She’s the very spit of her chapell- ledeosy, after where he rose of old) and the usual aireating after the allfaulters (mug’s luck to your liking (theare !) so long as from Shem, her penmight, life past befoul his prime. My colonial, wardha bagful! A bakereen’s dusind with tithe tillies to boot. That’s what you like that, sUerv^so? Are you of thinking you're God. The faith teachers have desecrated our Lord. Jesus Christ had to die spiritually as well tell yous Essexelcy, and I see and hear nothing