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Can The populous not claim the Mud of clean to dirt the track at the Steeplechase of Fact,

on the score of the Tribal rhythm in the Four Beat gallop touch the Jump of the Serendipity of Salivation,

on the bank the Banks of the Water Sound creation Ran the Falls as the stand to Shout DAM,

out of the mouths on the Tube of stain the dry staple while the sewn lips have coins on the Tongue,

to the ferry of the eyes coinage on the moneybelt of the loop is the beatings of the saine,

in the gouge of the carved the brain is speaking silent to the Carpets leaf of string yarn pots,

in that suture of Needle lessed the coroner is straining to breeze the Windows with Pane,

a venue to Purchase a Stand to shoulder the cold of deliverance is a Folk World of Screws.

Dig the plyer from the sport of crew to the fast act of save a place,

in that branch of quick know the Sand is wrapping the spring of Wealth by play,

on the sinking of touch to the frigid involved couple the teach to information of screech,

hammer the pads of the burnt brakes to familiar the Gears with the Shift of shades.

For in the Teepee of the drum born call the skin from the tusk Time is singing a flora,

in the ground of the grave Yard and inch make the Miles of speedometers calculate the Firm,

frown on the speak that only brings Term Life drink so In sure to chocolate the Milk,

nurse the version to that's great from Tell but tye a life with bleach and the Sight of a Creed.

In the bach of a musician canter the Lope recognize the Knee and find a sake,

girth off the Cinch to a put Western bench,

call it a Horse and the stirrup a hinge,

swing the lull a bike to A cycle of ride,

virtue over the Pounder and gain yourself a Pride,

put place to Power not the push of a let,

bridge the Narrows tooth the channel to Set,

it's called A 'E' quest tree Ane!!