Tits erect within,
Little safe fell by door,precious,Sadie and Teddie trapped in icebox with me and the babies,
One stinky thought was ninety yesterday in top of New York,
Something stinks in northern Iowa,
How much cold are we to suffer through?
Our state leaders erroneous to price of living,
They believe that Medicare for all is the band aude America needs,
When inflation is what is making us all terminal,
Not the Airport kind,
The not enough money to stop the bleeding from to high food.and gas prices are.
We babies got to eat,
And I got to P.