Corner stopdrifters pass through thrift store buyouts, where rideouts convey nothing more than themselves. Nothing more than one's own self to manipulate court related laws, where blood written wrapped gaws separate the few.....
Terrible can be plenty, and situational flames do burn through!!! Two phone's you say for a hundred odd men? Where taxes go unpaid, your a monkey slave to bicurious amends.
Ghetto child smile, for theirs is much noticed, have we all lost our focus to get that quantam year?
Turn stains into Tear's you quartermaster head, befriender of black and red, speaker of thy dead, how georgiously enticing life can be if you choose it soo!!!!
Have you lost your blessed sight? Does your smell let you know? Can we grow when thine sun don't shine? When water turns to wine we end up at a crossroad!!!

A barrier of misinterpretation/......