Just A Shade

Notice on the real spake the fly by number is at break for news is not so grand at hand,

but in the done to done the best is to speak of done so that the real stays real,

 it is all those if and buts replayed that sink the ever on those days and truth be whats done is done,

cannot put it back in play to state it any other way as the spoken was the not the feel rather done,

so to the Singer overseas that has just brought to have no Idea now the note begets the form,

bent from tired as the strum of more than I would like to shown yet truth is truth regardless,

you could have been ..............

you could have been a lot of things but you have done what you sing and I guess thats real too,

so punch the speak with no one cares that things are things like bolt the sound to stick in side of ..

round the found and stamp the gear to used,

for as the process is the land of the used before a stand the simple is to keep it simple.

wish upon no star is gone and in the pawn of chess to life the gift is just a body pie,

in the slip of sit the dick brush the barrel off to stair that built in youth a view.

now the real is the deal that no wish can be a dream in that the world is ever theme,

to kill and than to rape or rape and than to kill unless you survive by being dead inside.

to keep this real with the done is to state that wish is grunge so don't wish for any one,

'cause once you're used you'll be used for good that is the deal of the stood to compression.

chance the stiff that take the kick and remember to take a shower to clean off all the hour,

but these days it's much longer 'cause CBS advertises the Viagra as the best way to hard.

than while the laugh is broken backs 'cause the pill is for the swell to stick the shove goes longer,

but thats alright 'cause I breathe tonight and have written all day long to put it back be gone to shed.

proper in the prime of channel as the instructive fetch the ramble on the death of truth,

in that the sloth is on the World in a tour of the burl for the Tree of sap in syrup all the drip.

tray the service to the task as in the open of the trash a bin of chest did broken back to real,

yet once the pour a shower task to scrub the crust of disgusting gross the ever in the core.

shampoo to hair the face is brain in the action of the rain to passing port of life as chore,

dress form with the waist of trash the birth to the death at trashed a version of the scorn.

swell the foot of speak in mouth a tongue that speaks is flown to run in tickets of the shield,

do not ever ask to answer is the shall the trash be the barrel pickled.

the jello in the sink refrigerates the think to know that wisdom will prevail on the skate,

to confidence the always run to know that safe is stone a bigger better dashed.

so bent the telephone of grasp the actual in living stands to be the down to know the ground,

dirt is the friendly joe that mugs are cups that coffee show to filter all the jokes.

unless the price is on your head the real is just news to fed with a channel sound,

as in the midst of world drawn the fingers on the keep a bone never listen 'till,

you're packed.

As Apollo was my dog a doberman it's true yet with the hand of another the pincher,
to new the hand of the street the wisdom of the time was to take him away from me for sake,
so many more years have passed since I lost my big dog at the take of the reason on the found,
leaving me with Nero the smaller of the two make the taken back shiver on the news,
the sickest point of magnify was that Apollo I purchased for protection,
not for a pet in life as life is frightening when alone and dread now just states fact.

Funny how the and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and go On.