Saint Burgerstine
- David Raskin

- Apr 11
- 1 min read
I dreamed I saw Saint Burgerstine, alive as you or me
preparing through those quarters in the utmost biz-biz-leads
The lives of team high thaw gave thanks before my order’s scene, my size and class wasn’t through, you could've called me pessoa-pour-fiend
I was sparing and sharing with nothing to lose, I chose the border of pinned and hah, bucks for blokes wizzed for my quiz of they’re in need
I was number 30X
the buzz of my plunder certainly was that merging guest
What a placating mercy journey fest
Then my whims and musts of the highway’s wonder had the alert sane lead of my facts yearning for the rest of that burning quest
What a place and haven coming firstly with a born free test
Midas King’s hills had sound heat of food weather
Oh then that next inside pride’s “why this” last thing, with thrills, and jazz is loud complete, was that county being brand new, it was the profound ness of free of tedford
The founding fathers were once there and had a glad back then stay
My sounding bothers then had my seat so firm “served” the month was clear, sleep appeared, I was in the cab I began to wear plaid and hitting the sack’s wend came
The Trading card came alive from the fast food place
Amazing with May’s wings was their of mars fetch far sane representative guy of well done coming so brash with a feud like mood
Down main street lane was their crown of kingdom came their limbs of the rain
* Avalon Dakota
* 4-11-26
* 11:56 pm
* Saint Burgerstine







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