Truth in the Scorth ankle leather a torsk,
skate at Aeon from date of the lake,
torn asunder to birth of the take,
bother the Powder than Flour is Corn.
Merry to boxer the Crate in a grove,
orchard an apple the Elephant horn,
ear on a Maple syrup with sap,
tap a Nine and 11th said Chime!!
Dimes on the 5Cent a toss to the Clip,
crowd pour'n to barker no Tongue in the Fates,
sail a barn with Straw on the heat of a Face.
Truck with the base hit than move it all day,
pointed in Watch ask the Curtain for vase,
brush on the paint Tore a lip for a pace,
finger the Swipe with mud in a Graced.
Meeting with Thought, Memory came,
sat with the Part near to Well up the daze,
poke the Shovel and Hoe to a rake,
slow on the Pickle a jar for the Taste.
Salt in the Drunkards that push too a take,
Ion life ask Sink for the Lace,
water that Streams to string on the state,
moss in 'The Kelp' it's see Weed to jake.
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