To my youth I scout what did happen Happened it was the Sixties A Decade of what was Said done,
in the bottle of my nurse drop by drop I saw the phone that siblings did make mix on stone,
for in the wake of life in far the system of operation became the automatic as point Survival,
on theme in doing what was just a little tot that drank the given Years did come to go in thought,
what was the Drop bye drop that Napped my bones.
As the slogan went to Think over growth the self did slip for in the 60's much was dipped,
a tasty hear as the ears would prick to listen be austere for careful ready watch the slot,
deposits came One by Three in the night of mixed up Few for tied to much was my life,
in read levels most can't trim to reactions that went red as the Minute Timer sword,
cutting shards on the Pin Board tunnel vision then spinning floor I muster was my Core.
Slow the Train grab the Flame fire to the safest lane inch by Mile sort this grown,
slowly with a folded came like a book oh wait it's Blog,
writing backwards just to Log like the chapters of the knob,
hinged with Full Born sight of LOVE those confusion timely words just in tracking off the come,
great to ladder sweat deny in the Ink of key stroke sigh giving lights to bulbs on dye,
like flowers in the Winter Live just under belief the sentence Seer.
Hard to forget the real climb,
so mostly it's a weird at rhymed,
won did arrive on term of signs,
read the nothing for fear of die!!
Keep it Cleaner cable tree,
for the Channels gave to be,
surfs that snake with Net T.V.,
question comes so naturally.
In this Vice of mechanics Cream,
perk the coffee 'Just' the love,
emotions parked as Mind is Scene,
now venture Picture with the Ream.
Three hold Binder paint cans hot,
breaking schedule on Time brought,
heard annoyance Blunt is pot,
What The Fuck IS That A Scot!!
Bank the turn to directions Car,
on the sky look forward stern,
eyes with sleep in day at Knight,
rest at dark with dream the start.
Chorus stop the Inquire Hear,
make the running show a peer,
fire that blast like rockets cheer,
shoot to Star as Blunt facts clear!!
On the odd of evened rack,
base the brain with know ledges crack,
step aside to here the Vine,
shed the deep by simple sat.
Pour from freely coming strobe,
remember Graham ans His Parade,
Iceland colds by Skates are steer,
easy on The Filmore tear.
Jam the James at Sesame Range shaking basic on the slain towards to strides a horse to Name,
my name is know body and this is Seer,
sage that March with What May said,
on the date of Pharaohs tread,
book to Origin fickle Seer,
whom will Told whilst I judge Dear,
for All do Live in Hell that's Clear!!
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