Kindred, in flames
Today was such a fair home
Shared heed, to a question alive in the wind
Will petty scares in a lingering box, atone...

See the season of similar ides
Good gravy, the toe of immersion to find
The lackluster a shall, too tall, in lives
Of virtue in a callous remark, the robust sorts of kindness...

Has a cheek with me, the common taste
In heaven, the tale of uniqueness for a song
Waiting with a friend, on heat and then haste
Poor old me, with the about of you, with gain among

Guarantee the pain, the suffice with a creation to scale
The roles of vanity in a noxious cloud, peculiar
The taste of excitement and dust, has so many friends at all
Of a new day, gone forever south to see to the world...

Penny's in a funny jar, with a smile for a top
Totals of collective more, the stone to throw a kiss
With a record set so high, the times to remember a bitterness, to stop
With the cold soldiering of class, reasoned with a stolen wish...