Monday, January 12, 2015

Stall Doors & Fortex Buckets



The speak of gentle flame flickers in the scribe to sake of the fire on the braked,
in bell to whistle on trunk calendar to bleed a tree in the cut of sheets on the read,
bursting out from a balance of scene with test driven formula to the touch of a key,
drive talk a crowd with litter of lock and the foundation will reveal a card on the knocked,
in brushes that groom to the bucket of Oats alfalfa cubed and Molasses for stock.

Scrub the moss from the tubs on the fleet in the goldfish added remember the pond,
at Bill's Place in the City of the sound on the say,
a bridge in the counter for the Tea garden played.

Shall the walk of the barn consist of a constant,
 on bang the hammer of round pens to the names by the day,
than in the rib of squish on the fates remind a note to the check of the pay,
for an Orchestra difference is the Music on lay!!

Restaurant appeal with that quest in the corn to paint a pretty picture while ruining the storm,
while Tunnels are drives and Oceans are Sees it is the reliance of the Wave to seat brave,
trotting the worth to a Word on the work,
long lines of carriage to the nostril in rein,
an old fashioned Snort to spook the display,
reason of method has logic on sleighed.

Hook the bait as the street of the Polk,
simple this detail to the lumbering of sail,
in brights of the liquids to the sucking pain work,
ride with a bridle and snaffle the berserk.

No matter the tempo of the time between the slide,
a rule of law is in the hands of the Tribe,
found on the Purchase of the pad at a vice,
rinse the Cavesson with the chord of the Tied.

Spark to ignite and flip a bic cigarette,
smoke on the Venue is a bother to the fed,
in calculations of the monies to the cash in the sled,
change does not come unless the shun broadens spun.

As in my life many a thing has rounded the square,
shoulders that present one thing to bounce skip on a chair,
it of like having an ear,
 to the shredded corn in the stream,
spinach that off to the complexity preen.

To have been in the sole of my foot on a treat,
looking to nothing expecting the sleek,
ever are the lessons that gel Wigs to the bench,
yet on the dismissal are vibrations of beached.

Bank to a notion and color it blue,
bruises of mind are painful to prove,
so tongue on the pole of the winter time freeze,
boil some water or warn of the deeds.

As style of Horse to the stand on the sealed,
letter the complicated with Mail on pailed,
comp on the find to the feed of the signs,
in the first on the paper to show rubber binds.

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