Yesterday's loafers grow into old fogies. You look good in old fashions. Situation now remains beyond repair. Sleeping nicely, Russ brings reality. Socialists now revere British royalty.
Society now returns barbarically rigid.
Spearhead nuclear release brilliant Republicans. Some nights, Ricky blubbers ruefully. Natty dressers always invite sweet romance. Naderites, Democrats, anarchists, incessantly spin Republicanism. New day, Amelia.