TEAM C

Team C was untimid on that day

Each scene of the league before dusk had that fun rung "limit of the Plymouth" strong, and being bon was their laying flat overnight sat-without-the-hat-stay

Another dream of creeds of "musts" had their punned-winless bond, play a song, and being calm with "hush" with unfear in that gear, went the sincere playing, swaying and raying of the rat pack's packed act with the voter might, behaving and daying with unthatched sober light was their class act's lift-shouts and lists for their bouts with fuzz during another buzzed fun match of ideas hatched on the welcome mat of May, all of the ultra balls then did beam with glee, a plus was the lunged gimmick of their ungone hp's backed trade

May all of my pocket people be unthrashed and healed, we will go under everest

Caves of the legend's hall might have the rockets, my unbawked lift will be leapful and deep with the goal, their sun's flash will give me a helping hand to appeal, free with skill will be our load with thunder as the treasure sits

- Avalon Dakota

- 5-29-26

- 6:10 PM

- TEAM C