"... with flowers being sold to lovers keen." | |
"...but his keen eyes and ears never fail to alert me when something is wrong." | |
"And Mrs. Tudor-Smith "is frightfully keen on the marriage. | |
"Broad chest, keen moustache, eyes like embers... | |
"I know the grass beyond the door "The sweet keen smell" | |
"... with flowers being sold to lovers keen." | |
"...but his keen eyes and ears never fail to alert me when something is wrong." | |
"And Mrs. Tudor-Smith "is frightfully keen on the marriage. | |
"Broad chest, keen moustache, eyes like embers... | |
"I know the grass beyond the door "The sweet keen smell" | |
- keening and wailing in pleasure. | |
Better or no, she appears this morning at my station, striped in blood, keening after her dead mother. | |
Just keening like a banshee! | |
Months with no daylight at all. The only sound is the keening wind as it scours the ice, looking to punish a man for the least mistake. | |
Oh, Vic is keening like a banshee. | |
- keening and wailing in pleasure. | |
Better or no, she appears this morning at my station, striped in blood, keening after her dead mother. | |
Just keening like a banshee! | |
Months with no daylight at all. The only sound is the keening wind as it scours the ice, looking to punish a man for the least mistake. | |
Oh, Vic is keening like a banshee. | |