A Quincunx of Two-Bit Punks

Fourword Holey-Brailles Folly-Gales. GULP! Little Dicks, Little Dicks, let them in! Yes, by the glare on their chinny chin chins! So they huffed and they puffed and they blew the “royal” house all the way down (to the rotten root). Pitter patter logorrheic esophageal...