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A quote from a point in somebody's history to whom I'll just borrow the singular listing,

in Love and War all is Fair in the Eventual Terror for I chose Or not And in that the balance of the do,

not let me hate you oh yea now I love you it's a sport that should not include a person of brew,

for in the mix it will have to be dominated to force the act of loving back in especially no lead of taughts.

As I consider the words post hither B.D.S.M. is no joke to life in a yoke of the Collar on a lope,

so pony about and I'll horse it out in the Arena of Directives the Art has it's Clout,

just for being the absolute in require for on the occasion the Order did liar the it of the Compassed,

for the road to rendition is not up from translation it's taken as value to measure the realed.

In gaming Cat & Mouse the strikes are not outs it's the luck of the physical that changes the loud,

pause it to clause than the rig is a daws that wriggles in riddles to Poet in claws,

to dig within the Frame not Cross to any blame just avoid all contact as a double tact Trap,

snap goes the Weasel in the Jack-in-the-Box if held to the Living it's a tram of get caught!!

Hands in the Wheel of Time are nothing in the blinking alive at the least of greats are Moments in take,

shed the graph in the hour of Math top ink`out a Map for Self as a Tap,

on the shoulder of Life in a guide to the strife for whom would return to sink out the bikes!!

Cycles revolve at Each in a Stall in Minutes that Time doesn't Count as a Call,

only here on the Earthly Realm are People stuck with whatever in sound,

so wait until death than take the ride the sentence will be the facts that you allowed me to be!!

In with standing Hello to the Cowards of Soap it's just One more that said get the Wrote,

red it for highlights blacken the stair either direction it's a spin on their dare!!

Booking Life Is No Mistake It's A Date To Destiny Rake