'UP Close & Personal' the Action of great turmoil in the Trail of great destruction on The Falls,
Nigeria is the water of A River in tumultuous Barrel & Chain with a person by Name the Country,
in midst of Many a War the modern technology of a slow boat to China on the brush of lyricists,
the voice of Face The Sun in the Flag of Post on send delivery of I knew The Silver Screen bars,
in seat of the Theatre on broken Arrow OT the mountain Airport with Orders of documented Fire.
The Funeral Song of Beautiful to the Ashen remains of burning in the Turns to the Hour of now,
all People concerned at the Task of the Seer to the blast of The Singer in these Minute Notes,
on Cards that are not Queued nor rehearsed 'Just' are the Ways & means of hearing the Chords,
in struggles to Ask affording the Answer in the division of Conquer with the Mass @Concert Park,
surfing the litter of youth by the sitters on Fence is the Pastern of the beats of Horse in the Trumpet.
On force Fed to the investigate the Gum Shoe to the boot of The Rocket to the head of Thought,
inking Tunnel Vision with rearview Mirrors on reflection of body versing Bombs of Atom,
in the make-up that never Makes Inn to the Home of The Brave in The Constitution of/on Paper,
warp speed to the Moon the Missions of Apollo the stand of The Flag read with black all over,
the Soot as the chimney the Filth as the flume a Lucky Strike to the flash of the bic cigarette.
Hand with The Apache on the WWII with code not the Morse but The Fourth of The decide,
warming the mittens with hands of the lighters on lifting the Iron of the blinking Curtains,
setting Brick & Mortar to cart the Harness with The Yoke of batter as egging the Facial matter,
decks to The Stage kudos formal Charge documents in resistance the Civil on the Barge,
busy with the Tour on proclamation of The Big Scene instant touch The Moment in the Methods.
Prop a guard of dogma shards to the bones in Marrow on News to the constant of drones striking,
as the Mind twister to the Taker in the Thieves of thistle a made to dues of Century in the Blues,
steam engines Coal with a bit shedding able with sugar on the Cane in the staff of the Stable,
stars on the Sphinx eyes on the bridge know Solution is a problem with a scattering to the Winds,
blowing on the Scent of Whoa Man on the Hunt in the Land of escape to the bounds of the crate.
Box T.V. dancing with the Waltz of Bogart on the Cable in The Rice of the Vaults,
vacations on The Island beats that sink the boats streaming with the malware an Algorithm moats,
suds on the side with the Mash Potatoes hide Carrots mixing apples via Oranges with the Clove,
spice in oregano Cinnamon talking sweet bitter Chocolate for The Host to gain the Spoils of slain,
down in the swallow of the Bottom of these pits is a Message or the Follow many going Tits,
UP.
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