so tonight whether it's snow or ice that guaranteed a multiplicity where lust was creeped in my clothes when I went to find her home with Lamborghini road this tone here in Dracula's garage
a flock of ducks and first of seven tonight at horizon's edge did sputter their qualms with habitual wings while they gander this land out west with fair game and a descendent of lore
where it made me that tried her and mattered in court that toiled with ritual today where drama drawn there was righteous in the moment of essay when a decision to liaison the archer
as she's been **** yet shy still desirous in love with a ring round her heart she made cute to grip her fudge a darling guy she'd met the wonk of matters Nellie Bly
a meeting of geese wouldn't abet their cold and stranded with nonchalant only to harry this land with ware that their untold riches could indeed tangle my heart here wreched winter blew my nose
a navel blither focal point today as her curves slither but will win her bare when I've sent ****** unto her wings these phases that she'll reconsider me a thrashing wave in this song
a darned robot would center mine here but it takes my dust and rolls it away in a swamp in Eden that shills my mind with garden magic so there I'm above the rest