Tulips red remain steadfastly pacifistic even in the face of advancement by violescent vessels.

Two lips red and wig strawberry-blonde may just be enough to prevent crimpage from obtaining this bloke for whom conflict elicits no ness of fond.

Tulips read about ghoulishness befalling the fall and they then decided to bloom in the spring and boo when tricks ring.

Two lips read aloud a euphemism regarding ‘reading’ red ‘lips’ located ‘downtown’: “The pet kitty purred until it sang like a bird.” ; )

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