Thursday, June 4, 2015

One Number



The Tiger in the Aye is the balance of the Stride and that is Not Questionable to A Finnish,
the dutch to that Dam is the Hooper on the Swoop in that it Is I in the lone,
a Wolf on the howl Will not Change the Tone in that it is the Radio on the Dialing toot,
is that Quest of the 1000 Years a Millionth on the Turn than Life is that bit of a Steer,
for I will be the Trap that Stands to Say that Crowds will Nigh Sway my Lever.

Shift to Your Own should that be your Bile in Vile I will Conch You this Ear,
a Corn to that Bundle is kindling the Fax to Palm of the Sugar at the Sweets gone a Boon,
so Bandit the World as the Plato on Freeze and Know from My certain that I turn On no.

There is No Unless the Conversation is Term and that is Infinite on this Earth of a burn,
in Rump to this Hymn on that Salt of a Brief this File of a Type rides to One Stout!!

Period of Ages on History of Cheese there is No Shore that lands to the Sands,
burial on Face is the Dash of the H in harbor from Sincere dearly Yours its a Gear,
shaft to a Chimney the would of the Gone Every body stiffs to the Grave and the Tomb,
bounce to a grip and Hold the hand Dipped this is the Minus of the Note that says No.

Charge on the Eclectic to the Smoke Signals Strong the Astro Knot carriage and A Worlds joke,
to I the Indeed is a Tunnel of a NOW and that Is No Monopoly as the Dare is a Row,
spell What to Eff and guitar that a Sheet the Band of the Monkeys will not Spark a Dialect to Jay,
take that composition and Laugh back this Chakra,
timber with a Friend and be Sure of this Deodorant.

I Beal with a Gate and that is Ra on a Shake for a World with Gruel is Newsies on the Be,
so that is the People with a dope as a Drug making Candles out of paper and Wax out of Dough,
travel the Hi Lights and the Proper will Be Blunt that is the Shoulder that this Means is the Toke,
dig with Your harvest Plant potters to the Stip. be Fair on the Coral and Reef this Atlantis,
as that Bites the Bisque to Stewage of a Potato in Carrot on the Stick it is the Karo on a Steer Up.

Trails of the Log graced many on the Jog but as I ride English choice Western is a sport not a Jockey port,
that the Chaise on the louge Charts to bridge the Sign a tan the Sun is not a Happenstance but a Fact for Facial lance,
talkers for the docks the Ocean of the Tiers mark Well the depth to this Voice of Simons Choice.

Do Not For jet that Frisco I clear the Homers Jaw Dragons for the Central and Length at the Biers,
drunk this World is to the Switch Plates as if its Chew but Ta back Koe is a Perpendicular type Upon the dues,
make No mistake to Venture the happy or the Born just in Watt is done to be the fumble dumb,
I watch the Deem as done Jinn and Spark my Send to Tell 'Cause any other factor Stops this Instilled by dime.

A Dollar from the Flame the Origin of the Signed there is No Change to my Same as that is Natures Rein,
direct not A cinch The Girth and not the bar for a Snaffle is a broken bit and that is like a Sile.