Friday, June 6, 2014

San Francisco Classical Arbor My Thors



Drama the Theater to Live in Play,
the Musical an Opera in Symphonic brae,
the rigging of the audienced a Tweet away,
traps be snap of this key stroking sway.

Stand upon the Mooning longs,
travelers have thee been,
crossing Channels switching Handles,
the Radio was a Send.

Speed the Weirds to Known the Queer,
define the Words and not the Spear,
limited Characters to an Overthrown Barrel,
the jump builds lives to save the Scareo.  

Strangely gay or smoke a rag,
a Cigarette is a fag,
for the Brit a Knight in Bad,
or is it the Odd that says to Clod?

Book the Query to the journey had,
reveal directions not slammed Erections,
skill a Rider to the Event of Means,
curry the brush to Einsteins brings.

Men in the Castro a District I know,
over to the Polk of a Street in too,
transfer the strength to a life of true,
the Men of these Baths provided me Breathes.

The kindness included quality of a rare type to See,
the grace showed a dignity that overcame me,
no evil stares or wicked shares with Minds atop those Shouldered Bares,
just Men of Trending a raft of Love.

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