I learned to speak with my hand type as the voice while all are cold,
not in the Attic nor the Cellar in the basement I held my Sole,
to the Ceiling sit the lumber in the state of all that plunder,
noise in mow the plow was grow turned in true to left of Toll`d,
in this Move the walking sat on the bank of knowing Role.
Up on these times delivery show a oddly rock of Tanked,
drop the digit as the throw met with difference like a Mold,
wire ran to taunt the fire counter see it is the start of ream,
holding frame in teach explain Watch the hour of Sending,
on receipt put place to Art as the absorb profess spill flour.
Butter grease on the wrought mill to sprain tick Timer,
sweep the brush quest in saw part the Law of lamp lead,
pull touch chain in linkin' Spam eggs to crack know Ham,
briskly stick to Point in lace a shoe that buckles Velcro chase,
stuck not grabbed a door of grain pour the Oats sync pane.
Fodder friendly tongue of base`d treble cleft the sheetings,
pillow shock the jump it rocks flesh the pebble bank read,
shoulder load 'till Life is heard microphone the Jig,
dance the Wall zings that guide Creation meet Evolving,
the door of treat in spin the Steep a march to Reed Vol ling.
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