Sunday, October 19, 2014

Jack In The Box



I am making mention today of a CBS case on the fact of a story reported than blanked,
in the dip of the actual Charlie Rose journalist in his Chair on the table of the News.

He reported a Woman in the Midwest that had boxed up more than Eight babies,
in her garage was Found the Children were in several types of aborted cases.

Ages of the bodies in decompose at extreme in Cardboard boxed,
the Husband was oblivious to the find until the Evidence was Scent.

These stories that come to the National News Boards as aspect are Horror,
in the reality of both the have taken place and the worse of never ending.

To pair the Tablet with script of notes to time slots fill is an atrocious bee hive,
in the stinger on the listen to the WHAT happened to the Take.

In responsive tact I implore that rolling tread information to bump stats is a door,
the path to Hell in the minds of whom heard such gross neglect is in of itself injurious.

To tea spot the laughter of the joke detail on the Climbing latter with a side case to bell,
a Pre-Vent to smoking guns fired with the stash of eyelids in required Bend!!

A stern advent to recoil on the snap of Fingers to the next stoked Cable of fleet,
true North in south by East it is the Westinghouse on Check to the Amount of bid.

Clearing the decks to speak the Nest of comb on the bookings of dietary Handlers,
spiking the worth to negating a faster effort to push the Tunnel Vice.

Visible audition of Entertainment in the Eve of doom Talkers at the Seat of portrayal,
a fire in the sky of a Vocale in letter by Skit on the Play of Whom it hits.

To and bye surprise the Evaporation of adjectives to read sound in the Screaming left,
behind the blink to the twitch of the feet a wiggle in the Worms that eat at or On the Live!!

Credit a marrow within my Self to know that bones are station to the energy of skill,
a microphone in the Tongue of busting the stun to communication that Requires say in Said down.

The speech to stone throw those Flat Rocks as skipping shocks is in Deed to Crisis of brawn,
muscles that Preach with no Reverence to the ear of suffocation in the life of salience.

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