Do Dogging

Swell to the glade is a Marsh on sunk Time,

the obvious station of barrels in sight,

the erosion of broth on the silt barrier leaf,

mulch in the vegetables as fruits park the same,

to mix the dig with read cycles of scene,

the growth to a sent is the barn cleaning vent.

To know aisles of rake as the sweep to concrete,

'The Look' in a chalk or the dries in on brew,

a social climb to dial the true,

creation evolves with birthing a tune,

Cry!!

Shouts to the scope on a submarine show,

the Kaleidoscope tube on a tunnel of shell,

fossil in touch ask expression the key,

the cuff goes to holdings that the button-Up loosed,

Pinning!!

Dusters