throwing fowl balls haphazardly while six juncos sighed lined in purple
later said it was time to go
before hell became unchained
and tripped the principles
i spoke without hearing
and landed a notice of rebuke
without giving doubt a try
was becoming going down
along with those two lips
nesting on the penguins..?
<center>delirium handed out free
to all takers on a spree
theft of the highest degree</center>
what the. it should... really
"buttress yr self lefty!" shh...
whispers behind explosions
and some daze some days
(they're) not like tomorrows
but guides to the beginning