Thursday, December 18, 2014

Burr It's Chilly This Christmas Breath



So long ago this story fell to breaks the society denied and people locked the case, core resolution sharpened to point as if to say that the brakes had a heart. It turned out to be a person by the fate, discussion of whereabouts spread like the fear, in branches of society that circle jumped the trace, leaving this persons death like a brunch.

Dining out became the list of the year, with the hand in the hold of this numbering gear.  Each classical menu was swipe up or to side, quick was the feet yet the fingers were ride.  Art apron an average shot on this died, no cameras as that had the film also hide, these strange new maps came to process a look, banking accounts on watched the sin mount.



Speak of the devil Satan rode blanks, millions of days had added to tombs people saved.  Offered from dozen or so centuries on grass, reality dictated the Plank and the caste. Oddly people had drowned, murdered, condemned and passed deadly judgment in the name of sum special in the supposed sky.  Founder of greave or the mirror on the Willow of wheat, paint and the garden rub dubbed to a Tub.  Mass water was holy because the entire creek river had been drained and the dead were the waste left behind.

So terms of agreement these random writers for Seers, like Nostradamus, Edgar Cayce and the Saints in the bluer.  On course were the syllabus name changers to insult every myth, making chaos confusion and oracles whisped.  The paraphrase was a short type of verse sounding sweet, then it was a hundred and forty characters smut, stride of the sleek wined down to the spit but as usual nobody noticed till the death of the strip.


Personal adds with these sights of the frame, on glass tasty rooms the computer were jet.  The screen in between gave some kind of Rite that burned the loopier of the search Forted built to stand the fight.  With all the technology of brains gone to sprite, the programmers ended up being lost in the drum but the bubbles held had corked this Hell.  Add the story of the sell than the practice had a skin, world war three bumped the curl and the world new a hymn.

Force in the arms that wrapped on the sleeve, tissue for toilets the clouds for the be, ankles once had a boot to believe, but than in the event of the globe it’s just sleeve.  This thing called the laptop at a time wore pant, the expression of choice would cover the stance, tricking the talk to work on a chance, and the success was so high that romance flopped at cants.  First it was accepted to stick the flower on the law, rose on the thorn still pricked the finger spy, a market to commerce made movies of slide, lifting the section of my grandfather’s cry.  1920 the shock was the crashing of sides, men jumping textile to the bolt bottles buy, of course on the spur no drink satisfied, hold all the help and delivered killed with the filled.



Frankly the chains held with linking like logs, notched on the fumble and burning with dogs, a sort of pit with the vine on tomatoes that spray, the taste of the fruit was cardboard displayed.  Right about the effort of alley by jade, parkers bringing certain to the pads of mention.  Media did keep the warmth insulate, spoken by read than bundled up for learn as the journalist delivered opinions not said as the running tape on that special once was delivered for worth of the words instead of whom looks good offering up all the dead.  Fires talked the crackle Men began to hang for scent of shaved, on that stage the office building elevators reigned.  The closure of these timely pieces was bitter sweet to them, for the Computer had a monitor the lever legged the say.




Thrown out of field the battle ran to cycle of the Human, the being cold with no spoke wheel a rifle on a seal.  Clapping cuffs the metal sound an acoustic could not method, it was too late the service raked and Movies ran the heel.    

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