Sunday, September 18, 2016

The Day That Lassed 1000 SEARS Inside The Chance Of Writes To Biers!!!

Steeps on orifice off-the-Moon's lays,
such impact that the dust traveled an old plate,
touch that humor of raising a spake,
so the sun spoke gently to shades off the suit!!

The Month,
a day,
upon the week its a crew,
monday through friday and well pieced by the pleat!!

Each shining of while the earth puts to bloom,
oh how the grace must sway.

Grass Mountain to ankle a Waltz just to grant,
hand arm to branch as that Tree became night,
what is often not said are the hours of snake,
with whispering realm's apron to dress fencing by sword??,
no,
Humanity lost detail of wonder and founded Death for the theme!!