Death life Birth strife In A Cent the people gather the Tripe to Skull suppers lean,
the dinner on the Cross for the Platter of the Shall We be of the buffet to Brunch,
owe on the Hunch that Exorcisms rump to the Ecstasy the Acid and the M.D.N.A.,
fortress Off to that Tank on the Came Bridge to cycle the Call ledge to reality,
in the lung of the Orb it is No More on the deck to Strike,
for the Fire is My Voice on this Personal and Independent Raise!!
As I stand to Complete Alone with Pride and Vigor to the Depth of Conversations tried,
I trip the time to Watch the clockers on the lined,
make-Ups to excused as the Pardon the piney to A Nutty gift,
presents Wrapped with nothing from the Nothing crime,
dippers that soaked in the Pool to that Pots & Panning school be Well of ever away.
At the Vest meant to Say that sake is the Absolute of the Joint on parade,
speaking Sanction to the dates on the Figurines I cold,
pick stirred brought Reality to each of a Side,
yet on My Refrigerator I honor the Put to only the Lock,
permanently to quietly sing that Heart of gold my star!!
Treat the World like shirt Smashing case to the deep Mud on the cancer to Infestation of hour,
as the hands bold the fax to Palm that snooker Pole fudge to the Chalk A Let factory of Cuz,
for in the filming eyes at Night it is the days on the memory gone to pillows and sleeved,
walking the steady of the hopped up juice on the signs,
in this the Coral is read like the Seas of the great Traying of sliver to Silver the Hares!!
Born to stride as the Mind is that direction of rein I memory dime to the Sporting,
slap the skull with this Think remember the speak as Calculations on the answer to the Head plate,
for on the teacher to the Home sit It really is only the Name of know body to swing this deeper Creed,
shaking the branch like the Hook to that Chain gang that likes to ripen Spite at the table while the door knocked,
skate with the Weight to that face To face in recognition the ignored and the trimmed.
Patience on the porch with a sad News to bring a Crow on the shoulders of the 'Did',
owe for the traveling of the kick-Key to journal the chair as that is raw beck Awe's snare,
like the pasture of the clean to The Professional of memory its not more that a Movie on the Skinner,
to lamps that talk the Golden lights of Starry Cries may the Mind sing to treachery for Pike!!
An avenue of Richmond to address known The Cancer on that is never would I tack,
for the bother of such Smack on the victuals is not worth the butter for the Toasted,
read Tell letter lens Blink like the rein is bye For No Regrets its a frosting to Ices Time,
ankle with brake Saddle a Climb from Butt to leg have a Good smile & better Mile,
as the Inch to the stage is the Fiddle to cage I know that A Light House can Save More Lives!!
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