Words of the Constant
Spotty and stinky!
Burnt down, down to the ground.
I could catch a wink, I think.
A present from the spider's ilk.
A barnacled baritone!
Sweet singing seashells!
Such a high pitch, it makes my ears itch...
A touching tribute to a treasured twin.
Maybe I should keep my distance...
No one around to make that sound.
Floral vanity at the cost of my sanity! Hyuyu!
A flowery addition for our apparition!
The soul is long gone.
Ooohoo, it tickles my little imp-y brain!
Love to stay and chew the fat, but you seem lacking of that.
's soul is long gone thanks to .
's soul is long gone thanks to .
's soul is long gone thanks to .
's soul is long gone thanks to .
Would you look at that!
Let me take a peek inside!
I'll throw it, then you'll catch some ZZZs!
Now this could cause some mischief!
Pockets full of rockets.
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Oooh, how fun!
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?
Hotshot! Is he not?