On a breezy write of wheel the hand * pen cruised the sill in * on the keyboard stand,
there in the middle of the scent of Perfume a skunk to Cat came to mind in a true,
descrtipions ran with each Stanza come a meter Whom of just sucked is done,
for on the thimble of the prod the Needle is the best of crop.
Smack a bit of Word with a two dollar track,
the bet of the dice on the eye Saking path,
cause of the determine is moreover in exact,
to produce a shy to children growing in a World,
for now the present Hour minute burn to second,
in the 60 of it the number is a seed,
so I have a sheet of music to Vale on the Send,
in receive of Ticket key a better Best goes tell.
Wow how the Autumn in Vista of a loud,
current in the ocean chart for platinum it a Missed,
embraces from & back too sung a great full wrote to be,
done in the drive the Counter sighed to know the point of Truth.
Zinc in marrow of the Hot in temperature the deed,
usurping hard to embracing far with touching router done,
as Fall is true to seasons of the Year,
days are in October Pane as truer than the Crane,
to see the staff Umbrella cast a walk in Shed of share,
but for the might of sad to folk the truer stood stands Where,
for as the next in whirl text are the Fee of fie,
my Grandfather did sew teach that Sentence of the How in shown,
for repeat the story on the Couch I'd beg for him to say,
'cause in those smiling Irish eyes he glimmered in the play,
cheeks would bring a Smile to me & that was rare in life,
for as my Grandfather hymned away the chortle found the ice.
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