Thursday, December 24, 2015

What Is Cob Bull??



Great day Wonderful year lovely frame Time in the parade,
life travels the sleeve to dress from the sheet,
each art tick call to express the hug of expression,
speaking not crock king Waltzing to dance the stride,
a letter on the poetry of a riddles poem,
in atmosphere to breathe the solar store,
a sun with a moon on hemming way to terrace the Milky Way on simplicity!!

To observe the relation to the talk that I have listened,
a big bang conversation Questions mathematical arrow smith,
the forge of complex cues to be answered by a worlds mold,
the sweeping scatter of Mind over shatter is glass braking,
that footprint to salve the bring every word to believe that once People shored vernacular to type.

Former Society had pencil in hand the pen was more than an ink filled tattoo,
the wrist was a representation to the attached elbow traveling the seam of a shoulder,
packing to the character of a persons standing now it is the fodder of down skate eyes to say by's,
applications complications of up use has traded the Human Being to screens and push but in's.

Religion sang to their spectacular forgiveness trails,
with each prophetic organization each religion stood to the murders of its bearing on Milena's beliefs,
the mud and more's began to beg the differences of Thousands of years on this turmoil,
grease be landed many a technique to both excuse and par done,
the integration of word formality fell to abbreviate a Morse Code on the belt of an In dee An 'Morrow,
the edge of parody came form the Cruise along with the story of Ironically the movies.

We're Shipping gathered from both Theatre to Theater as representative of Spelling the electrics girdle,
laced with appetite to diction that produced great calculation to that garden and the first Apple byte,
orange an pear basked in the coins of chalk lets Mints and coordination stair`d at the shore!!

Few held on the enter Net of the Web as the Spiders silk ran to A rack,
the dry cent yielded a Fork as the spoon Trades to arid sand on the sun's be grant,
the eve kneeing countered mortar as tar and owe ill trucked hot levies as the taxed charged breadth,
ball Loons ghost fell to the stripe of speak,
talk burned the skin as the speech journal ole spilled the being.




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