No matter how he try whitey can’t harsh my buzz.

Pretty birds with clipped wings: brittle chips, unsung songs.

Wolf clan bonds never break. Our voices rise as one.

Please be cool, I’m hungry, impatient to taste you.

When she sinks deep in green she becomes a goddess.

Sweet party!I’m humbledas the Guestof Honor.

No matter how fragrant the package, it still stinks.