This world has a choice in a decide,
each day passing is a yet link chain melting,
with every namely brinking debt backed,
for a Two Thousand Year dinner Billed,
I Bet The Blunt for I have Know Choice!!
As a Card in the Wild a Returner Rapids,
the global popular is a deadly game of bitten eats,
The Blunt can & will make a decision,
back to the Basics of a Singular Thought driven,
The Continue crates Darlings to Stand & Speak!!
For Chance is a Mirror of Completion to Dear,
hank the offer as no doubt to the End Game Queers,
not a Tent nor a Pharaoh escapes the Marrow of Bone Risings,
in the Kiln of a Skulling to the Staff of Denial,
I rise to the Dawn of the Ages in Ironing outs!!
Too feel the heat of the boiling pottery Statutes,
cleave as the pay back is living accounters,
watching listen to the Screams of the Mound,
keeping that Vice as Creation has Niced the Icing,
a slick worm to dividing the Sharks from the Knives bred.
Star light Moon Red Sun White burstings fever,
run the popular it becomes all ready vacant,
for Retirement Sanctioned the Closure,
this is merely borrowed time scribbling,
a Language earthing the Sterns of Reality in learn!!
Credit does go to James Blunt and his Show,
for at lever of Gear the Ape is a steer,
extinctive plateaus to Mirror the monkey barred,
Hi from the Mountainous Tribe arching the dew stride,
in trouble this Human Lane for the Race got Flagged by a Tagger spat!!
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