Saturday, November 8, 2014

The See^Dees



Shall the 'What it's' brain reality to the touchstones of the aisles in the slink,
as a drink to barrel in the Mind of Pharaoh the Sphinx would be in seat,
try the farmers on the Field of the draining staff to Tell the reason,
in the Sign of the Scope to stab the Metal on the chest a Methodology scrawls.

The starch to the tomb of the burial bloom in standing the straights on Earth,
the digs of the shields of the Hides in the ground a burrow of the Trades,
underwater sinks to Rise touching Seas in the oceans of Times in Ages of Framed,
change on the organ with the luster of locked takes at the Rich to score the pour!!

Traipse on the Tour of counting the Whirl scotch tape with the stick of Tongue in a slap,
the cheeks of but on the skin of Suit to cover in the Space of the Missionary stile,
back to the Fourth in the March on the course of wrapping the Bank in resting laurels,
great are the Gaps of the whole twitch of ears Pricks in the bathroom and I land for the Can.

Grand in the park Ways a dish in the Term on the spoking Wheels ask the Ayes,
sing a little song to brush the Paintings ponch in the heavy drip a Teeter on the coach,
small caps to lettered laps licking at the boot tie a joy handle the Throttle is a spook,
piano Theme to grade the curve the bells of yellow pea beeting in the garden of At Last!!

Suffering on the venue to Milk the empty glass is honey in the pitch of Tar upon a blast,
sparklers on the Month to celebrate the wrath Years in brilliant sum wares in bellow of a gas,
chortles in the ripple Timing for the Fast concert to the spatula and Eggs in battered mass,
hits atop the Charts in grid the Guidance of just Ripped grooving with the Charmer a radio.

Speakers in the Car banging to that Far stages of the Body in the sheets of all that bar,
notes to Open Cable like Fax before the Net sending product better as google is the letter,
signed by dates and shrank for Form get the Message it is a dorm of tore ead.,
so basically that personal lead did led by bullets fly the sky in actual of the Flee @Tauter.

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