Brake Pads

Timber on a lumber in this sleeping Feat touch trades,

upon the Tale of the story speak a simple trust Complete,

the mic of Understanding does comprehend the Flow,

to Ask the time of a Rail in Ages on the Know,

in thus Quest on life at Best a Temper in the lot,

parking aspen on a glide to Astro found of Wrought,

in the knot of spoken a Tongue will often shy thru buck,

 for as the Object token the gamble is the Cry.

In the pour of Tier state stacks that shape the freight atop the Scale on the Night,

in privacy the Toot will hold to be the bell,

an Alarm at Sundown the dark can See,

in shields that do last the Spoke on the Wheel Time,

a perfect place is at 'The Ore' in Bind,

ankle on the bend is heels down to Prime,

a Landscape of the Ticket from door address Cell Vine.

Brush the paints a Mural frames that Speech of silent Picture,

like a Movie on the hitch a Trailer to the Feature,

brought with message on the Title streaming in the body,

Kind a type to hand of Sign that clasp of linking Line,

yield bales Crops to field on the stop in such,

the Avenue did show a Number like the Loo of Flush.

Rouge in blush the color dust to teach the remind,

that what is Said behind closed Shores is guiding to the Guild,

a ladder on the side of spill is put to stand the bill,

now to the point of Entry the Sake will often 'til.

Ride in saddle or bare the back of a Creature on the Tack 'cause leather is the Hide,

whipping words that Sentence herd a strong in stepping Track,

gates of Wonder in the Mind will still be on the run of rhyme,

these things that start will Catch the Pine and sway the Wind to Shine.

Sun in burst of Fire first a Planet on the breast of Nurse the simple of Carriage,

with Nature as the Temper sprite the Oxygen is bubble right with Shape,

in the shadows of the Feet an echo at the Tune,

sheets that cover are Quilts to warn that Stitch is in the Corn.

Width the century to Solar System the Order of the Crane,

length of leg to Wings on day the rider in a Storm of gave,

far beneath the ever green is dirt that Core of Scene,

thrush will Fern to arch the turn as Cleats do cog the Shoe`d Horse Law.