in the breast the Ink in the broth a Head on the Shores the Sand filters.
Trade Winds barrel the pickle Planet late from the Order of the Core,
a cosmic universe in reversal of fate forth coming are the trim lands!!
Shorter are the beaches ask the Drills for the silt fork an Oyster pit,
black Sun in Width burning Moon dye red an angry
Space littles baked.
Heavy are the fees that pay storage leads,
extinction paces the stead of great lakes.
Watch the spank as Mother Nature pressures Man,
the fan in the Twister of a tornadoes pate!!
I remain in the eye of the storm in best of Seat to this
visible steep,
orion tightened his belch the Skip to a prism in thy
Three Dire nape.
Watch the global desire fall bait question the Score in
an importance of Skate,
ice breathing fire be joining the plate A shattering Wall
of deepened in Taste.