Whaa Do You Mean 3 by Ellah Joseph

I urge you deter, from not quoting me verbatim. I never was a scapegrace, you can't make me to rankle. Zwieback should be left for adults, head to the baby food section. Don't be an infinitesimal speck, swallowed by the vastness of the universe and beyond. Those that try to flaccinaucinihilipilificate you, laugh and prove them wrong. You're not a waste of space. Yes, I'm a sesquipedalian, I started Sub Rosa. My future I see vividly, with a sense of camaraderie. I'm all about brainstorming and perfect with trystorming. Forever I'll be hale, my prayers see to that.