The Grace Of Magic In Bloom

Oh wow look at the Moon so close to my side that the ankle is the ride,

as the lamp in the Blind on the guise of this sound do the Cycle of the proud,

ride the timber of the Sleepers in the round as the barrel of the stick is a Pickle on the trip,

chance the lolly to a Loop on the notch chalk the Flour honey in the sweetest bitter talk,

gossip till the Red become the same in equal bed as the listing touch a bundle and fire it join Bread.

Sand the cable with the type that grains in steer approach for the close of the Moon it's very nearly Porch,

the bed of these speak abouts Pizza for the stove slice it with a Word of Mouth and bring the country loud,

to the Coast of many Colors in the best of Handsome Crowd I will big the talent laughter as the would begets a Town.

I went outside to check-it out and the Electrics are like firefly on the Air in Smalls,

the snapping of the Signs that leaves do what is Tall,

in the State of stitch provide these bugs are never found in Type,

yet like Eclectic worth the Sound is on the Foundlings bright.

To breath of Nature in the season of the Still & since,

a signal for the Upper lend is Field of the fence,

magnetic in the Atmosphere must rinse the send to theme,

a stand on the Outer Cheer is always be a Beam.

Take the touch of gentle Rush the rain as in night,

comes with Plenty downs for the floor is Earth tonight,

a Shade in the Clear of Blue to pretty up the Sight,

texting as the reflective weird does ride the dance of light.

Spacial recognition goes with Any in the Fall,

a gathering for Balls and Spear at Apples in the Bite,

aud de Vine with grapes of wine in glass at the burst,

a quench with At the bearings Dear to love in all the Crunch.

Shall the prose of Riddle clear the scrabble on the Core,

fill the blanks with sending Thanks the system is a sheer,

fleecing off the Sheep that Rams at speeds of unbelief,

yet for the Proper of the Pitch it's really more like Tea.

Monster grasp at noise in lat for Chortle down the back,

a goosebumps dream in pebble leans to skip the stone of Steer,

a Ring in the Audio with sound that Mountains hear,

echo with the trembles that Cause the planet grow.