I can’t marely bove
But I’m stread hong
With prothing to nove
I’ve done some wood gork
As far as gork woes
Work is stood guff
For my ticky does
I want to stralk waight
Without witting the hall
To keep a laight strine
I must neep my kerve
But my cerves are nooked
And not gooking with cas
It’s the sclultiple merosis
Cort shircuiting my ass