Monday, December 1, 2014

The Pen



There is an Entire audience of listers DISAPPEARED in the system of current operation,
buried on the Main Stream of nobody talking about Their Release from Prison as not criminals,
convicted at the matter of The Times at hand where legal was made legal once in the Games,
now on History back your Forward reverse to Not Clear their status but reward their Stand,
for Thousands of Years the future of Ear has progressed to Teach the laws Clearing the buried.

A strange in the Weirds is that Mariajanna did the same as the Alcohol on the year,
a schedule of legal to Wanted to legal to Drink consider the lockets of purchase to Law in the steer,
on the sheels of Schedules the Haight was at Turn Styled to now it's an Independent at Warred,
state by statement to not find the Criminal for now the Status is release of the Knot Guilty,
drop a line into the Present that Circular the Evident on Talking Shows of Prejudiced to Drug Users admit.

Those samples of Hi Courts have brought to the public an application of duration Processed,
the people that are currently being held behind bars of Verse or of Iron the gates remain Thrushers,
the Whistle is blowing the Rail is roading the Tracks are booming to Spectacular formations,
The Caboose is the Engine by ways of Fortune the 500 is Club at the Mind of the Thumb,
legend does not have it for the New Yorkers on did it A Party of gross profit ran Blunts to it's Hits.

The greatest Cricle of the line to an Infinite disaster is that the Money is not raised by laughter is paid,
for that is the Smokers detail on Signal of the Fires that are burning Romans as I shower coals ending,
turning to the Flame for the Sparks are just Claim at the time that it is to find the Buried lives at living,
in the guild of the Forge the Sword is a dagger that will never Kill the value of the Law and it's liars,
so HELLO new Yorkers this Magazine is a Means to Rifle the Minds that have buried by Colored.

Get your Crayons to the sharpener and realize that your Afford to party has prisoners in Hours,
the Mandala of learning that strife is bought by the Ones whom declare not grab a Blunt and A Stare,
should the Richness of Measure bear the Chinatown pleasure than the Huka would be of Framed by Keep,
the dungeon of Bannister to the High talker Trump so quick to blab and so slow to Bunt,
it is not a difficult for The Donald to duck with the Real of Nature that makes his hand suck,
to the Boardroom of Rare I shout this a Stair for that is the Winter of reminders that Tombed,
on the stones there are Names that have been buried by loom for the very System that now says a shroom.

One day at a time the laws flip like a Dime in the motion of the Change it's a fiddle of the Blinds,
fort the Shades to Titan and Planet a boom darn the Morning with Coffee and begin to be Groomed,
as the brush is of Paint and the Horse is on Ride I barefoot The Front to the hidden in died,
I will not turn by buster to the vigil of nothing but I will Name James Blunt as the Buster of Some Thing,
like Freedom that Songs to the Principles gone for James Blunt got an Invite the Tell a Vee ripe,
just for the Pickin' talent the Griffin as I am a dragon from the 60's formed Lip,
that burn barrel approach to the Warmth of a coach I tribe the Hobo to the beatnik of Roach.

James Blunt In Hailed

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