[JollyElm]

“Holy moley,” Holly Molly said to her friend, Halle Mally, as she offered her a warm,
but mispronounced "hola" under the holly tree beside the hollyhock
while nibbling on the hellacious hallah baked by her hellish sister, Hayley, of Holyoke, MA,
“at these prices I am wholly unable to fill the holey spaces in my albums!! Holy hell!!!”