The way you dressed was Night Lead, Jordan Heart Pouring, Duluth after the deluge, the true work clothes trade post, you’re the athlete...

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My soul was wakerife! I being liszt now please, no longer embarrassed with lastery was finally beyond the mastery of the city night life!...

Rural was the ridgid after the rambunctious rain setting, Resting on the frigid soaked hill, The trained boss with the feathered function...

Calling all coveted musician’s with the love of mine, brainiac baroque buds like you are hard to find! All of you genuine geniuses from...

T is for trends which are so clear, It was good enough for me, and the trend’s that day began with my work clothes; my terrible tide’s...

Zombie by the cranberries clearly came on after the commercials, but man she was raring, In The Zaftig Zone she was with the brand that...

Linking, Laying my eyes on the lonesome road again no longer at Days Inn feeling long john anxiously bad I was glad, I was back to being...

There in the center of the in the moment of the gleaming-giggly-galaxy Stood-hovered a fan of the comedy, gladly he was a silly stranded...

Cunning she was, her energy had no limits, her over the pole-“my peer!”-“not yawning” over the pole/cool yonder self, inside of the all...

Even people like me needed to come home and do the “of-the-ton-laundry”, gone was the behemoth-breeze, of the wind which spoke...

After turning off the TV except for the news with the familiar anchors showing After that one time of going-trying my hand at Land Ho;...

Right on time it was for C.H. Tittle in order to go back to futon-sleep, His work ethic in the weight room, and in the two...

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Making my way down the street, Was me trying to hold on to the details of that dream that I just had with the bulldog who’s heart full of...

Making my way down the street, Was me trying to hold on to the details of that dream that I just had with the bulldog who’s heart full of...

Inside busways away from downtown locker docked a bike wielding pauper all while playing Simon & Garfunkel’s The Boxer   Wide were his...

Passed the judges courtroom doors The interrogation soared with doom at war The defendant loon was the the interlocutor   It was more...

Into madness my mind again leaned but them two queens again were not fading on my screen and they had 4 sparkling rougish eens In pose...

Way back in the day, In a city so far away. I wasn’t too much of a slick goon, I was late my get ready with a too fast morning tune, had...