For putting an end to, too exaggerated, a song by her father.
On grinding, Put as the trash, a glass eye were.
Of killing my child, for destroying the evidence, by 4 ton and a half truck. Or, of killing my child, for destroying the evidence, weights 4.5 ton.
The light of day having seen, a dream in past days, a child has drawn as a picture.
In the purse with a metal clasp, one of something, chirping is. Or, in the mouth of a toad, one of something, chirping is.