URANUS
- David Raskin

- Jun 6
- 1 min read
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 blunderbuss, loads with paced flings was then the wends and the runs of onomatopoeia verbs with undone wars of the v4s folklore with spark plugged thrusts
At last the sun with their unafraid joe and previous poker face laughed
No other packed or jumped lift of the weird radio could have the bright Phoebus width with joker grace and class
Under the comedy album lunch lady land with Brad Ham made our trade hammed with the worst, the cartooned ampersands had blurbs, our smart mooned stand was served, the cars with tattooed brands swerved, the land concurred! cold starts ran with bon brrs, and the ram had Chrysler sounds unignored
So then Titania had the bright rage of jah with light paid huzzahs fly mania was in the high age of red-green laws, rides had famed beed hahs
\- Avalon Dakota
\- 6-6-26
\- 6:37 PM
\- URANUS










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