Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... OLD WANDA!!!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...  OLD WANDA!




I wondered LONELY as a Nigerian-Penis THROMBOSIS, in the mist, Under the MUSLIM Moon and ESPIED a young, VEILED Raggazza UN-masturbating at the sight of MORRIS-MEN, dancing in an English, Derbyshire Village= Countryside, hopping around and clacking Sticks! It was on SYRIAN T.V. Happy stuff.


I wondered LONESOME as a DUDE, some PAKISTANI-IMMIGRANT, no integration... HIRED A HIT-MAN to kill my daughter, a BRIDE, because she met...and fell in Love.Some Chinese Kid with Computer skills!  How DO I kill...the KILLERS of LOVE~MUSLIMS...My Daughter. Their Integration....Kissin White Boys! Kissin Black Boys! How do I TELL these CULTURAL MURDERERS!...Please GO away...


I wondered lonely as a CLOUD, an old Woman. Prone to Wine. A Sucker for a Tale... Yetunder my God-given-gaze, from where I belong, and from when I began. How DO I KILL this SAD Enemy.
Or rid it from my Shire!
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Centuries of Mental Retardation, Ritual, and it-s INHERENT-UN-Rogue/Lack-lustre- MALE, a personification of a BILE that SMIRKS at Progress, to destroy an innocent Smile... FATHER! GRANDFATHER! Silent Mother-s...Your RAGS are in TATTERS, perhaps. IMANS look for their Bank accounts.... I Wonder lonely. I WANDA, like ALL of U, Lonely, IN SHA ALLAH, alone....


WANDA! U are never Solo.


I wonder, WANDER, disquiet, pre=requsisit, UN-believed, sometime YOUNG, now OLD Pussy-bag-a-bones on MY COCK-Suckin-KNEES, dressed in RAGS. I WANDA. My NAME is OLD WANDA. And I wondered lonely...as a frickin cloud.




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