Heart Of Oak Books Docket Files

Chance a read came on the Rote for the tack of simple toke,

in the Fire of the sheet an apple came to bee,

for form the teach of Horse on lope reason is the canter soap,

ask a burst of energy does the written come to See,

in the beat a finite breeze blew from broth in Mind of lead,

there in mist of do it key a turn tale rod of why the bead.

Rifle rifle to the thread in that string yowl the dead,

echo in the pen and write for the storage had a type,

ink a tattoo with it Knife blade reeds came to boggy Night,

on the moon in day of soon planks cruised walk almost a sound.

Nestled in the brownie fudge a curtain with the pull tug nod,

fern spoke Turkey nose in plod yet Thanksgiving pilgrims fod,

eat the branch of dig a tree on the bough a swing to leap,

for the Ape in garbage fame knew the monkey of the range.

Atop of hardily used in brain the Mind did leap Occipital lane,

on that forest harvest sprang to the birth of Orchard Crane.

To dusk in shadows of the Wing theirs was alter for the free,

the price so tall that knees became all scabbed over with repetitive lame,

crutches were the even bean put on paper for the Means,

but in the harbor to the Stead a saddle Girth did belt the Fee.

Production sane to Marching same the reckoning was preordained,

in minus fraction to the purse for the orange did not rehearse,

century spoke of Trot on Curr looked a cat that didst speak purr.

Slow in nature to the perk got a Coffee filter learn,

choppers grind the beans to work for the Water said a shirt,

under born forward stern Mass was raised in nest all long.

THE GIRL IN THE LANE.

The girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain,

     Cried "gobble, gobble, gobble:"

The man on the hill, that couldn't stand still,

     Went hobble, hobble hobble.

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