Saturday, October 28, 2017

Just for a Cop on the Paradise Drive in a park and measuring the road of the why would that be empathy for a spring in the mid-summer of hot August Knights!!



I got my mind on a burn that I drove by with a wave in the counter of oh yea,
for I that is the memory of the funny knee of a Cheetah,
as the sex with a stream on that is the vista of humanity to dust a brain,
ousted are the stupid to the great foundation of the best of life to say hello.

Once upon a story Kathleen would be in the venture of an explain,
as that Rebecca would simply say oh know,
and Lauren would say it's not my fault in an excited version of cheetah cubs about!!

Johno of the venue is in the Watch,
owe in the pen to throw that morning with that's a man,
I know the clatter went to the burn and I said I guess that is what the crocodile said to hippo too.

From that drive just the other fling of a hand to that man on the mechanic of a streamed,
fun stun to this is that man does not remember a life with Africa as elephant in common ground,
the thunder and the feed.

Out to the field without him not to this family as progression did find exploration in evolutions sigh'd,
round to the rinse of the flower and the rein bare role,
cheese to that is the wheat on the sway of so much that the rhino is a laughing jingle today,
the wind is in a breeze to sing the songs of this verse as a wonderful melody,
for we are all on this side of the earth sounding the tones of whales and dolphins neigh't,
to grasp anything other than that same mistake I keep to the truth of navigated,
I floor that man to what he is as a badge is a badge to I the kid of Janis Joplin,
knowing the wing.

I don't partake however forever are the digs on the ground of coffee sparkling kind,
the needle in the haystack to the bale that marks the shirt,
slanted to the trousers that strip to a making,
fire in the bellow!!

First to the fern of read would grove a Forest for this tile of chortle,
stagger that man for the uniform is the honest Kathleen,
she must breathe a harness of a rest as she changed the birth order to obscure his bridle of reed,
it worked to the trust,
the womb of now one at a time makes that wild shirt to bones and faxed.

Heave this to never being shared with any of this World now as Plato missed the Fossil Stone,
in the common cold people feel it is the sniffles when it's just that blast of iced freeze,
the dirt goes to below and the temperature now is at a cooling he would scrub us to find,
in that to the mountain of his serious but wise he was as look at us we are in the Times,
Ages in the Clocks to Universe on Solar of Cosmos,
he would be proud and it is good to know goodbye's in this quiet nature of compass.

May the bright wealth marry another to his friendly nut of nature,
might the hand of Sun give a warmth of more than a bedroom of covered,
in the blankets of sheets might the staff of ready be of truth not of lie,
for from the too is the cause and that is just I saying thanks said, it's been a stream.

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