Haul EEEEEEEEEEEEE Would ..............................

In hand`nts in tear a gate shun the valve on the pert version is of choir foundation,

a stage to bread for the Circus by read is the face of the Vallence on folk closure deplore,

to gag the ball gum on whiskers and cheese.

Nine One One be Reined the silence of Ounce upon a Time for Feather Waits.

But in the meanwhile there is a gallop of thunder bolting the Loc,

a beast of a Monstrous strange is biting up to ride your decision of ....

I will saddle the lather to ripe you a shape that is for a formal invitation to pretty,

facial on the pour of pearls and Moles to hedge the funds as a part^it^call pound,

riding with the brass to Harness nothing and drive the Cattle to stampede,

 aye weep for What had had been confined to The Shoe of ......

lets see whom will ride forward to know that now the ash is Fog to be squared,

time this buffering to the muscle of actual liberty to be form of language in person,

not sum the sham of oiling to the ash that filled the most frightening day of hour to spelt,

stride with what was not done for the fact on a day before the flower was skunked.

this Country has hammered the Presidency for Wagging the Dog,

NOW the Done is the Repeat of know Performance,

how must it have been to have binned the mirror of history sheering the popular wool for speak,

so microphone Up to the text and the Tits dicks on Ben from the frame on spin,

talkers thank the glib to dance the sleeve of no sneak,

as Peter was to Kiss in the Answer of the Mist I balance nothing but the Horses pass`t.

I RIDE FOR THE LOSS, I FIGHT FOR THE DRAGON, I MOUNT you FOR THE FUCK

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