Thursday, July 2, 2015

Won



Dragons and the Truth a Bisque and the Stew the ladle and The Spoon,
a pot never boils should the beets be leaf on that is the Old sayings of Butchers and Flours sugar And cream.

Coffins and Nails text Tiled shingles Cob blurs the shoes at Laces and buckles of Extent Shunned,
this brave feather beeks a Write to sob the sour as that is the Death of the flatter,
stroked to that Tub of showering laughter is the Stagger of the swoop on the Singing barge at laned.

Face the smile as the stitch to the Moon is the Sun at full Magest Tree,
a distant star on the Twinkle of the solar is the explosive snow of a Scribe speaking,
the Voice on that Scene is those Shooting from depth to a LOOK!! its a Met.

The pitch in the Sill is a balances Breast of shoulder to Shoulder on the galaxy A loud,
temper by the Sky in a River on the lens that is the Structure of purchase to realize,
eyebrows for shaping I suppose that the Knows is the Sail of the breeze.

Trust is a favor to say that the Wheel is a Stride on the distant from Cent to that grave,
in tongue the hold is a description to Muscle,
the stomach Digest an Intestinal blend.

As the Food of savor grants a brain the Mind connection to that Sign of Math taking Note to laid,
these burls of would be Come to Flight,
a rainbow of specials telling a Inquire that Valleys are steeped!!

Streaming on through the Stretch does the skin Dried potato scream,
did that Skull of these Crossed bones need,
does the Ankle bend sew that Thigh can Recognize the Walk or the knee.

Elbow of carriage is the handle a Wrist or the fingers on Tray that persistent per List,
can that blade of my back be the tambourine knack to Aid the heavy packing,
shall the beach of Hare on that T stop declare that process of spelling or the dim lit despaired.

For get to four got the tremble of shallow as the World is a nest so is that cough on the Swallow,
a pan for the door Awe is a hitch to the Thumb,
three on the Sparrow and one from a lung,
is the breadth of commerce do a lathe to hug the big Night,
is that the Milky Way on Christmas or is it just the Ignorance that furthers a Human contaminated boost,
screetch Awl the Said is the Sentence resistance or Honesty`s brung,
found on a letter to Scribe with a better I pleasantly put to the berth of this Harbor a song.


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