Quicksand approaching with the clarity of a swinging jailhouse

It rocks under the Elvis moon like a hidden glued rubber soul

Wet not slippery, cause of the nosy sneakers that worked their way in

'You got a problem to fix',yelld mr. Smokey

Expect nothing is my advise

The Atlantic surfers got closer to riptide as if a nuclear campfire could be avoided

Some Silky Road diners just changed their *** to get ready for porcupine                                                        ­

Robot pencils drew it so fast

As the results were outstanding