I Stolen Some Pears

In the month of August teenagers were running through the fields. Having fun getting nothing done their fates were nearly sealed. On the way to eternal torture they stopped off at an orchard. My friends and I stole pears we all ate two or three. The taste was good but even better was yakin' them from that tree. It was then I understood that mankind is not good. From the get go this is it we are all pieces of oh. Jump in here guys. I stole some pears the universe was spared the sky it broke into. Same here is true. Judgment days my nudes compare to me stealing the rules. The fall of Rome's a breeze next to