Palmwine breadfruit sweetmeat milksoup! Suasusupo! However!Our people here in Samoanesia will not be after forgetting youand the elders luking and marking the jornies, chalkin up drizzlein drizzle out on the four bare mats. How you would be thinking in your thoughts how the deepings did it all begin and how youwould be scrimmaging through your scruples to collar a hold ofan imperfection being committled. Sireland calls you. Mery Loyeis saling moonlike. And Slyly mamourneen’s ladymaid at Glads-house Lodge.
Te dicen adiós las sirenas mientras pasas (en tu barril flotando por el río)
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