Great The Fan at blows to the vacuum of the Hose but in the bag it sucked,
for ask the Am Way of the True Wave no in decision begged the Question gone,
that ever Pride of James Blunts side to know that he is to Proud by Flesh & Bones his hide,
his cheeks so red the cart did said at bending to the subject bed a straddled in more of switched.
The Wind streamed Face as whipping trace that whether was not the Storm,
for in the balance of a life as touching down the ankle twice is a seat at riding,
for on the give and be the give is collection of the give for why not be the give a shame,
in barter James Blunt fucked my give and than he creeks the give to saunter on the give of lane,
a court of give to give the court the idea of give on trace of give to give some sort of give by Take.
Trump the cost to lives at roster on the ever board at Sin,
the disaster of the after in before the after had the choice to before the been.
Rattle over with the clover in the dried up Blunt of grover,
at least the beast had increased with the growth of Mower,
chopping extra chapters out of the worth in Every pout how can Religion complain.
The very arms that stay to darn Oh the Well is deep,
the water factor is the fast filling to the lived for Deed!!
Joint of knee the Cannery at bottles on Corking sleeve to write the entire Supped,
dinner on the bred role gone over Hill to duke of Tron an Uncle by know Means.
The wagon has barn at Tack it is referenced by the Tab that each gets a Pull to stag,
tug along down the yawn the venture to a Million Years of bounce the price with Cheer!!
Nearly on the 1000 Pong should not the Happy be Called gut Songed!!
Steady people for the digs might just be Jam and better land,
not the sacrificial goats with lambs thrown to gates of roam,
exorcists with screaming this 'NAME YOURSELF' it's it's it's it's A risk,
on that place of spirits Race it's overtime on Miss.
Come on Now belly Tell that who does not want to know that strange story of Revealed,
apparently there is a three at Place at Time at list,
shall the scope of X at hope be the Steering Wheel soap to grease the Circus Wild.
Does not the Hope that springs a Natural sort of Identifying Port rather than the death of soared,
would it not be cool to see the change that brings delivery by choice of things like being nice to every Body,
no matter the condition of the life lived it will begin by reining one day on directionals from The Give,
the flood will fill the lines until it Floors the ready hit at chore,
at the guide of ever ride a spark will ignite the dyed upon the very bell in type,
than the bang Bang bang will state 'Boom' that is A Win,
for From the Flame it burst A Fire and burned All of The Human Quired and History was resired,
with Truth that blowing Sent wide pont a^gust^a Pyre that turned the Ash to clay in just a single say.