Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Warm-Up Paddocks The Diocese



I stand in exact to the weld,
the joist of the tempest,
the rival over scheme,
a Head upon the C.D. disc.
the spline between the sheen.

Taking fourth in Shudder,
the count does have it's wind,
just as 'Big Ben' is a Tower,
the hands productive theme.

Put in the Mechanics,
the roll is steady fulled,
to keep the time resisting,
from the fall of jeans.

To foot the pair in single,
one leg does at seam,
the dressing of the whole,
will complete the belted toll.

Should capture in the red,
be stick with know the treat,
thereupon the Song will be,
the death to ski with no regret.

Life is oh so fragility,
sworn to duty Self,
honor and the character,
is binding in it's Tell.

Trick not the Foundling happening,
she'll see before the spree,
as in the over shattering,
the Spear of Destined stare.

Withered to the Old so plight,
an understanding trend,
to experience every send,
to show the fast of faltering,
under-pressure goes.

Quickly in these studying,
of young to Mid in why,
the Mushroom sided with a broom,
the toads Umbrella shine.

Brightly too a crate in boxed,
finally the hasp,
to Pandora's equaling,
the chest was deep and Vast.

The Sale of her Past did brought,
no ladder in plain view,
to caster of the bed railing,
she just stated duce.

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