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There’s been a pin within my skin!
“Whose shoes shall I choose to use?”
While deep in thoughts, Peter Pear ties lots of knots.
Peter sat upon the shore to think and drink, and think some more.
Peter and the apple core had to have a door war.
Peter heard a parable by an apple dipped in caramel.
Peter Pear put up his legs and ate some well-made deviled eggs.
Peter walked awhile with a smile.
“Here I am!” Said Peter Pear. “That doesn’t rhyme.” Said Larry Lime.
Lunch is hot in my pressure pot, I think that you will like it a lot.