BYE CALINOU, you were the little fun and mischievous creature of the house, you are party you walk one day in November, it was your first
outing away from the home. But until cursed day you were small bug fetish our home. Because of the wickedness of some men you are home one evening dying at home, poisoned, we could do anything.
You are in our garden, in your coverage fetish, and so far a little girl of 5 years remaining in his grief stonewall... I LOVE YOU MY GIRL I LOVE YOU,
just for you me angel just for you