Leader Lockers

On thought with the day d.g. was a Man with a guitar playing Harp,

the mouth piece to in addition of the voice singing was a grand display that made me sway,

to the tempo of relaxed communication of life on an ease is the best of lost in seen,

a meter that has charged electrics to spur the bring is gaining the loss of intimacy,

those low tones to the loud acoustics must be a turn stile run in the Passenger of the worth,

giant Venues that don't Blockbuster are as my Grandfather would describe,

just Tar.

The slick oil production without the beet replaced by eye shatterers,

the flux in the flipping screens to bring on the sort of agitation as oppose to formidables,

great balls of scope to address the popular have an invitational to the aspect of mangled,

in the twist and the turns The Tear shedding Musician stages out of difference,

touching a sort of broad spectrum circus with a Three Ring Act in a single Jam,

in past instruments an Orchestra is the listen to the audio introduction of See.

Removing the imagination of context to spread performers is like dropping out to Plug-in,

the bomb is determined by an odd at sea with swimming fish to the missing sharks,

in advertised simplicity the lyrics to Metro leave the Auditorium with a lead,

down the pad a tremble in the eery or the annoying will draw the average to attention,

radio play is or was the platform bringing new to the Mind as consider,

to date only Oldies as goodies in repeaters of shards gears Controls as the charge.

As to meld away from the core entering the Where did you go Taste,

a dill in the pickle of Mass produce or in yesterdays admission Whiskey with auto coolant ingredients,

the massively stir of loss at the lack luster remains but the gain of the small label,

in Management of vista verses the Swat at attack of the marshmallows,

without the Hot Chocolate or the melt blend for the Smores,

that disappointing scoop of paste cures the desire creating wait for the Fire,

leave the World behind accepting the Table setting as Tab ewe lates.

While hunting for the best choice Stick to wield the cream of the method it's anticipation at it's finest,

the look and the Watch as the compare ventures to know that the perfect Process is in action,

mouth watering bass as the face lights to know that the Flames will be the melt to burn the crisp,

that shelf of Graham on the side in state to slide the wonderfully done expectation to press,

than the pondering of shall the bite fill to the cheeks of smile with the chewy swallow,

all in the time it takes to realize the recipe of satisfactions in satisfied.

The Muse