Proud the song emerged, proud had that gong served Proud and honored, was the outloud long nerve of their "bong which emerged" Proud yet non heard no more, was myself without doubt on the ground, inside of shout then went hoover-hound, unwrong was their stance on their "oh shawed" curb, "bomb with that stitch was the pen earned" Proud was the lawn of the sir, "Pound" and "Round" and glad with that hat was the visit then of Knighted inside Knipex Estwinged Kong, yawns were yea