Give a kiss, what a different way how to, an alien you must be. Or, Give a kiss, what a different way how to, an alien says.
In my dreams, you have mimicked, the fault but mine.
A liar you are, the day I slandered her, the last day I met. Or, a liar you are, the day I slandered her, the last day the sun shined.
Still my mouth opened, hanging on falling, from the upstairs.
With sunny side up, having curse him, on a Sunday morning. Or, baking his eyes, having curse him, on a Sunday morning.