A car, a man, a maraca.
A dog, a panic in a pagoda.
Ah, Satan sees Natasha!
Al lets Della call Ed Stella.
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama.
A man, a plan, a cat, a ham, a yak, a yam, a hat, a canal-Panama!
Amy, must I jujitsu my ma?
A nut for a jar of tuna.
Are we not drawn onward to new era?
Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
A Santa dog lived as a devil God at NASA.
As I pee, sir, I see Pisa!
A Toyota's a Toyota.
A Toyota! Race fast, safe car! A Toyota!
Cigar? Toss it in a can, it is so tragic.
Dee saw a seed.
Dentist? Sit Ned.
Desserts I desire not, so long no lost one rise distressed.
Devil never even lived.
Did Hannah see bees? Hannah did.
Did I cite Operas are poetic? I did.
Did I do, O God, did I as I said I’d do? Good! I did.
Didi won straw warts. Now I did.
Did mom pop? Mom did.
Doc, note, I Dissent. A fast never prevents a fatness. I diet on cod.
Dog doo? Good God!
Do geese see God?
Dogma: I am God.
Dogma in my hymn: I am God.
Do offer ref food.
Dog! No poop on God!
Drat such custard!
Draw nine men inward.
Draw O Caesar. Erase a coward.
Dubya won? No way, bud.
God saw I was dog
Egad! A base tone denotes a bad age.
Egad! Loretta has Adams as mad as a hatter. Old age!
Elba Kramer saw I was remarkable.
Elk rap song? No sparkle.
|
Em to Greg: Gad! A dagger got me!
Erupt on Naomi? I moan, "Not pure!"
Eva, can I stab bats in a cave?
Eve damned Eden. Mad Eve!
Eve saw Diamond, erred. No maid was Eve!
Evil, a sin, is alive.
Evil rats on no star live.
Ew! Eat a ewe?
Flee to me, remote elf.
Gabe's on a nosebag.
Go deliver a dare, vile dog.
Go hang a salami I'm a lasagna hog.
God! A red nugget! A fat egg under a dog!
God, Art! Name no pup "One Mantra Dog."
God lived as a devil dog.
God lives, evil dog.
Harpo: not on Oprah.
He won! Killer! Rad Darrell I know, eh?
He won snow, eh?
Hey, Roy! Am I mayor? Yeh!
Hon? I see bees in - OH!
I did, did I?
If I had a hi-fi...
I’m a fool; aloof am I.
I'm a lasagna, bang a salami.
I'm a lasagna hog, go hang a salami.
I, man, am regal; a German am I.
I'm a pup, am I?
I'm a tune nut, am I?
In a regal age ran I.
I saw desserts; I’d no lemons, alas no melon! Distressed was I.
I saw Ed under Deb's bed; red, nude was I.
Is it I? It is I!
Kay, a red nude, peeped under a yak.
Laid at a dial.
Let Omro open one poor motel.
Lisa Bonet ate no basil.
Live dirt up a side track carted is a putrid evil.
Live not on evil.
Live, O Devil, revel ever! Live! Do evil!
Loops at a spool. |