Friday, June 26, 2015

Coal Hi Waves



There is a Mass of Audience that reins the Country to the Worlds ball,
round the clock on the Tick Tick Talk and the Conversation Gills,
so on the fin James Blunt Routed lane to Noise that Keeled A Bane,
in that Sill of the Wind the Breeze grew Tired and the Cars just Kept on Coming!!

Crib on the would as that has already Gown to the Cloaked by the Ignoring of oh Bell,
a wave the Station to the Forward of the road did the Beep not believe that I saw that Blue,
in this James Blunt left the Shingle on this Turf and left the Shout like a Bass.

Fishing already at the drive of the Anywhere as that is the done at the done at the done,
in an inch to a feat that is the per happened and that is the stood of my life on the lung,
so deny that this is and James Blunt certain`d could Have been a bit to that protection of Self.

In stead I have gained a Hard Mouth to the Tongue as Language is Communication of the Bunned,
hamburger to Grind the Butcher on the Dine is that just the Money of the Coins on the Fair,
is that Circus of the Bread to that Circus Up the Elephant like I didn't Notice the burn.

Wrist on the While to suit of the Hoo Cares is about the only Friend in this Fires,
on the Elemental of the not Complicated go dress the Turkey and obvious that butt,
for James Blunt is a blunt to the Joint on the sip and that just makes this drunk to a Jiffy,
peanuts touch Butter on the spreading of the Sandwich is that Mayonnaise or Mustard or Horse Radish Why'sd.

Don't be dumb to that blind Folded card,
the Tattoo is as Printed as this News to that Suture,
a stitch in no Time would mend this torn for that is the Fact on the Fact of the Fact at the Fact its been brung.

don't worry your magazine with Pour traits and All bourne as that is the Face that kicks the dirt on this Floor,
the Trade for the Storm on the Who cares for the Chore as that would have been a Strange in My life.

'Cause James Blunt could have Scene that this Trouble on the Means is Inevitable,
but as James Blunt is enjoying the life on the X Factor that is New Zealand far away from Hear,
touch Stone to that Trip and bellow till the Dip as Window Wipers all so ran the Copywriters Stool.

The Pigeon on that is the Cricket for James Blunt a Talker vs Walker a simple Term planet Earth,
out in the open on the venue of the day Its the blanket execution of the brought to each gay,
in that the smokin' terrible is the trail of the Corn does the Safeway avenue or is it ignore the play.

In operation Paper state that Who does Care I stair to that process as I land at the Fair,
like that stupid point of ewe that speak to silence of the lambs,
read like the Rack on the Cash of the Grand,
bench that Pea An Know and Scout their Venture took,
all at the back to basic of the jot at Put!!

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