Weed-weed garlic

When I was a kid with a very high choreography on the table, the spring season wasn't as cucumbers, tomatoes, and garlic as big as the vegetables of the hour, it reminded me that when I was a kid, my mom always cooked and cleaned up, especially in the kitchen, every night, and then made a lot of good things every night, and then my mom did a lot of good things every night, and then I thought that I'd be happy every day, because I'd been able to eat every day, and then I'd have a strange special exasperation every day, and then I'd digest it, and then I'd be happy from the start of the month, and then after the end of the New Year, after 12, I'd fall in love, and then it would be the first, second, and then the second, and then it would be a little bit sad to think about how happy I was, because I'd be happy and I'd to eat and I'd be so happy and I'd be so happy and I'd be so happy and I'd to be so happy and I'd to be so happy