The end is the beginning. Be prepared.
Truth, trough, through. Health, stealth, felled Truth brought joy the moment you spoke it Troughs are where they went to stoke it Through it they
It was easier before: The cock crowed, Jesus turned, the tears flowed The cock crowed, I turned, and the shower flowed
May never come. The orcs hold up the putrid decay once a man’s foot Sniff it and toss it into the cauldron, and scratch The
When I think of the wars in Cameroon, my mind goes to Asa’s Fire on the Mountain: “Could it be love for your country, or
I told him exactly the same as I’m telling you now: The gun you point at your people is a gun you point At your