CINCO 1

Connie and I went down to the park on May 5th in order to walk, lawn leads with the planned sky and the fly fence and ground knew that the dark’s part was bon and brave with independent lifts, the court emerged, the fourth was learned before the crew locked

Innings of my hobbie’s stand was wise and spent, my profound new hearts were calm, on came the 6th’s pinned-rapporter with nothing to lose knocks

Nifty pawn-leads ran my ride’s rent was round unsued smart, dawn’s fame and gift were for my limbs and the torter, big air was blue-caught

C-ing their blinging bodies and fond-speeds went the land’s tide, lent from the town’s true l-mart were their strong trades, their shifts and wings sortered-hooed-docked

On the screen the pawned-reads of the composer’s unyawned-deeds were fanned with a back then represent, I was bound-unbooed-sparked, ungone was the play’s stay, the 6th had the king’s hinge, on the fringe was I the hoarder after the ford-learn and the lord’s-turn, queues were jocked and clues were amused-taught

* Avalon Dakota

* 5-5-26

* 8:33 PM

* CINCO 1