Pitbull Sheriff
- David Raskin

- Jan 3
- 1 min read
On that late evening he did sit for our marriage, with bon packed fate we were needing that speed our bid was with our little Pitbull Sheriff
With strong hats of Tiggered traits being a complete thing for our love his needs not being hid were sweater lit, he had his rich rich rule for our sincere lifts,
with cartooned calm bats for the winter coming straight and freeing, between my with autumn heat limbs, the deeds of their wings, were beating our troubles which were previously leading, we held our keys in front of the trees, we were skillful, he was fit and cool the scene couldn't be more apparent, our trips and goals had us redeemed, our hearts no longer being wooden had our ride adored for our hill sledded clearance
The night was ungarish, in front of the sight of the parish, his costume held it's height and really had the weird weird shift
The mere gift of merry making was smart and defeating the scared risks of our daring ratings which had our challenging hearts competing
On those tests during the late late evening, our fond with snow texts courting our online mates went reading, as calm and in the mode of a fresh unboring new slate we did create memories for our holiday's great greetings
- Avalon Dakota
- 1-3-26
- 5:43am
- Pitbull Sheriff








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