why do i keep questioning thorough the shadow and the hollow
are we talking about the orbs? the nocturnal things in the welkin? the radiance we see in the night while we're looking up? what are all these about?
no don't stare at me don't you dare narrowed your eyes at me these are pensioners after those briers and numbers; of prickly snatching shrubs upon the wanderers (belly laugh)
yes the shore laps and that river banks were once grilling to burst the blue, to make me sue as the sandpiper repursue to eat the crumbs of Swiss cheese fondue