Frogs are croaking, like bamboo shoots after the rain, his phimosis does. Or, frogs are croaking, as spring up mushrooms, their phimosis does.
The hairy thing, the monster I defeated, my mother it was.
For scramble to escape, of a crazy bull, as outrider.
At an accident site, cannot believe his eyes, a flasher even unit does.
On the day for an assassination, the third for his artificial hands it is, of the tank commander.