As I cruise to the sound of the gulls in the sky overhead I appreciate the Noise,
so eloquently associated with the Time of Day to understand the Hummingbird in my Hand,
a title display to the over-board sound at an Acoustic Driven by the the Motorbike land,
in the Mountain that is a grand take to the View of the Valley lake.
A blue Bay with the beauty of the rising Moon to compliment the sunshine with the Fog role,
great wonder must surround this display as goodbye is bet to Hello a brae,
in the Horse of Now asking no one, the words just pour to no odd,
the treat in the arch of whom does Ale,
the drink of the shun is the warmth of dished space.
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