Wednesday, January 6, 2016

The Trim Row Oar Paddling??



Ride these words ask the never of the hinge on this door,
as that is the core of this compass to a scene of importance,
travel the deem to understand that the state is of caliber,
the aim is on the true to comprehension chute to while`d,
the many have duck to geese in the formation,
a sky is the view and people now will journey this rein.

Direct to know that riding is a sport of the spake,
saddle like the Wind rang and the Breeze is a late,
for on the intro its the balance of the entry to say gate,
a bridge for the list is to be from not To,
dial that speak with written Monuments as that number of Clue.

Signed through tremendous dust the Marble and the sought,
chisel clear the verb to Noun as the piece is not shatter,
it is the chorus of the blind eye to that discussion of earth ground,
stature to symphony the crowds that bean and dark louds,
grape this Painting with the grace of a tall on the life of every small.

Gather a yard Vines and thistle,
stretch dawn to horizon Zest is the Dial on the Ivory parade,
wash is the Creek speak Kinged River to Ocean US ball.

Now chain Letter to that is the Stamped Passport with a lovely picture to envelope this slide,
page after page of travel,
the bank on the counts and that rain knee day pants,
squirrels on the nut to trade be found,
waltzing is a dance sew is the stitch to thread in this bellowed plate.

Experience has grown to be charge in the gin tile as the ice cubes have gray,
the mirror is gone to flood that is the dry heaves to Iced fires on flame,
cue is the taste of special,
spice is the stern,
waves are the sigh,
release is simple to know that deal is no cope,
it is the Mark it to be of often for the instant of said,
the question remains only for the doubt and that is not I,
frost tea mug Root bier has had its drive through,
bark has known the Tree on the Rings of Time,
Ages show the Chisel,
rocks Cobbler to A shingle is the Roof of Humanity on the grains of strands.