I'll Give You Five Gold.

Beverly togold, the fourth, you killed my sona we arably. I saved him quite a few times. Even though his legs are skin bags, they are one piecein your walking sticks. You should shol if you think his legs look bad. If she healed me after i fell, i would, i wouldn't be alive without her. Donot sing as much. Turn your legs into little sacks for your broken bones. Beverlye, look out. Just al the hellatan, all right, you know what? Everybody inside. One, two, three, poaced o we on side. Oh, oh, my goodness. We take a maga these