Tuesday, May 27, 2014

The Corner Store At 10th And Capri Tends To The Borrowing Chord Shrikes



The Cork to Screw top Cap,
the bottle to the Can opener spook,
the tap is the beer of do,
Martinelli wined the truth,
the arsenic in the shrew.

Neat to the bread box Can,
the loaves of lines in baskets stands,
the butter to the frig of land,
the Milk of dare to Cow that span,
the bitter of the honey ran.

The stinging Bee with pins that prick,
the poison under sinks in brands,
the scoffer in the sponge of hand,
a capable to lettuce sand.

The fertilizer manure strands,
the cellular to tar,
the Oil in the Olive jar,
the jelly to the peanut bar,
a Milk Way of Candyland,
I did not play Clue.

The deck of twenty - one no dare,
the flip of coin to ferry men,
the boats in ships that barges span,
the drill between the teeth.

The tomatoes in fresh fruit gel,
a cottage to a cheesy whiz,
the pickle to the brain as scan,
the eats of ate at speed.

The Vodka in the tina glass,
umbrella stuck for upper mast,
the play of toys just keeps the brash,
from shields in the obvious.

The register that pays for bags,
the paper now is plastic tagged,
the barcode on the every last,
the media is sneered.

A magazine in racking spear,
the destiny of each a near,
photographs that show low traps,
the fair is know the gear.

Quick to shift in faster verse,
the gift of plenty in the deed,
it is the every of the ware,
that dens the caves for shall we blare!!

Jerk the beef to human beings,
the rates of the consume,
production of the people clears,
the way for any wild tonnes.


Twist the facts in yes it has,
put place to power strings of laughed,
the pint of gallons metered wrath,
the evidence is in the path,
the road to pave with granite smashed,
the pearl of the sea,
is not the Tuna but the breed.

Deli Counters with Cake and seeds,
that ice the chocolate creams,
the whipping of the battering,
is tasty why the come??

Jeopardy of gaming rife,
the throw-up in the vomit bite,
the pale of the systems tights,
I see this is the cheer,
barking coffin nailing of barrels in the vat,
this state of seafood to the chef,
it's like the life for life a pea.

Frozen spinach vegetables,
the icy in the coke of soda brinks,
the shake-up sets the spray to be,
the pulling back of dog tags lead,
the grind to grits of tease to please,
a car to trains caboose the tree.


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