Frederick B. Ponder - 4) Vatican glitches. ⛪️ lyrics

Deer ewe, talking isn't much I do. often times I only view your antler hair that curls up high and glitches time from one to two. spring forward while I break hour hands. glance don't glance alter your stance. ........................Pa** my presence, peer through and through to my Sistine glow, only seen by few.