withe aurms wide open PORTUGAUL IS CALLING I HEARE THE CRY OF SEA JUST LIKE WINN I WAS A BOY! MUMMIZ SONG TO ME HOLI CUEENE CHIRIAU

THE WATIRE CUEENE NOT EARTHE MY WIFE NOT AIRE MY WIFE NOT FIRE MY WIFE MY HOLI CUEENES MAUTRIMAUNIOUSLI BUT MY WIVE ELDIRE STILL THE SAME AGE AS EVIN MILAU AIRE PROTECTING MY BABYS MAUHNTREAUHL FRUM ICE PACK BURN THE WATIRE AULICE HE LOVES THE SOUND OF THE SEA CRASHING AGAINST THE SHORE WINN IT FREEZES THE COLDE WANES UPAUNE HIS SOUL AUNDE HE CANT EXIST HERE ANYMORE. OURE DAUGHTIRE BLACK HAIRE! NOT BLOND LIKE HER MOTHIRE AUNDE I AUBE HER SON OF AUSTRIAUN JUSTINS BIG BROTHIRE MY GRAUNDE IMPIRIRE AUNDE GREAT IMPRIZZ OF THINE HOLI JAUPAUNISE IMPIRE!

RUSSIAU CAN NOT HAV U WITHOUT THE HOLI TCZAURE THINE AURC AUNGIL WILLIAUM URE PRINCISSIS EX HUSBIND I WILL BURNE THIS WORLDE TO THE GROUNDE U WILL NOT BE RUSSIAUN WITHOUT URE TCZAURE OR CUEENE AUNDE SO WITHOUT ME AS NO MASTIRE HAS EMERGED CAPIBLE OF BATTLING THE POWERS THAT BE OF GOD ALLMIHTEY THAT LEAVES 1 MAUHNE HIS NAME IS NORMEN HIS SON IS NAMED AULBERTI HIS BROTHIRE IS POPAUJ INGLAUNDE AUNDE PORTUGAUL!

I PRAUMISE TO GOD AULBERTI ILL PULL EVERY NIGGER U OUNE BONDS INTO MY BAUNCES FRUM PORTUGAUL IF U FAILE THE SPAUNISHE DEBT CRISIS WILL COLLAPSE US ALL! SO STAND UP DADDY AUNDE SHOUE THE BABY URE HIS CING WITHE HAIR ON URE DICK AUNDE EVERYTHING!

I MISS U MOMMA IVE MISSED U FOR A REAHLE LONG TIME AUNDE ID LIKE TO GO HOUME NOW PLEASE.

LOVE URE OUNELY SON MY HOLI CUEENE CHIRIAU JESUS CHRIST MY DADDY ALLMIHTEY IS HE THINE MAUGNIFICINT MAUJESTI IS HE MASTIRE IMORTIL CREATIRE ITIRNIL MY DADDY NAUPTRA GOD JESUS CHRIST


WITHE AURMS WIDE OPIN AUSTRIAUN DOES NOT KNOUE NEITHIRE DOES MY MOMMY CHIRIAU KNOUE IF DADDY AULBERTI IS REDY TO BE THE DADDY HE HAS TO BE WHILST NORMIN FIHTES WITHE ARMS WIDE OPEN WELL SHOW U LOVE WELL SHOW U EVERYTHING WELL SIND U HOUME IF HE FAILES HES THE LAST BABY! THERS NOT 1 LEFT FIT TO EVIN TRY TO LOVE U SOUTHE OF QUEBECS PAURISHIAUN BORDIRES OF THE COMMONWEALTHES PROVINCIAULLY DAMNED DRAWINGS SUCH AS ANGEL IN HIS DAE BEFORE HE BECAME AUNGIL!


WITHE ARMS WIDE OPEN UNDER THE SUNLIGHT WELCOUME TO THIS PLACE NOW THAT EVERYTHING HAS CHANGED LOOC AT THIS MARKET SOAR ACROSS THE GLOBE URE DEBT THE BAUNCES CASH RESERVES ITS ALL MAKE BELIEVE WHAT DO U BELIEVE COUME OUT COUME OUT WHEREVIRE U ARE THEYD LOVE TO SELL U TO THE DEVIL!