There is a tale of a lizard, it has dried up completely because of run over by car, so cannot dance at all.
It tells an only way. There is the card "le Jugement XX". Everyone cannot faiter.
In boredom with you, on a Sunday, and a shower here comes.
Just joking, in spite of having no coffin, I stick my fang on your throat.
All of us forgot to drink water out of our hands from a road mirage in that summer.