Under the fores of us, with feel good plunder that didn't bore with pars plus, the Sun emerged with scores for our buzz, fun was heard at our cores (so just), our blunders were almost on Uranus, our lunge was first, the balloons were toured in front of the famed row of their bust's Rotating with wonder with roars at dusk, was the massive chainsaw sound of the sun, with flows of creating thunder under Thor with luck, the mode of late wings was then that other worldly chored bl