XERIC
- David Raskin

- Jul 12
- 1 min read
Xanadu again was just a fly away, our skied laned stage, was still high maintained raged with red lighted power
Entering the plan's lawed zoo again had us buzz with the gusts, we did try with yaweh, our tide's gamed page was spilled and thrived were their uncomplaint's reign, aged with the cliffs was their bed's mighted hour
Rendering our land's pawed queue again by the dad was us being rushed again with the scenery's greenery having brush, we were swift and winded dust, we did try with yawed planes, our side's gain now was beige, dusk was thrilled and alive, emerged in gear was their concern's cares, will did return and revere, and learn about our peers, the sun's gone saints had our lunge of the bon wait, our done strong gaits had fun with our sponge of lawned traits, we came, we were sane, they were trained, they were the same, caged with our gifts were our loved lifts it was cartooned dove the fifth, hushed were our shares, our tread had kited showers, their heads had sighted flowers
Inside of the awesome scenery we were again observing
Coming again with winged pride from the above's raw godsome machinery we were again jobbed with the firm King
- Avalon Dakota
- 7-12-26
- 6:06 PM
- XERIC










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