Weakly, an ash
Sour, timid, or restitute
All of a truth, is what we desire for past?
Passed by a clash, of rhymes of youth...

We pace a path
With muddy feet...
Then and there, along and hath
A callous child, has chosen a keep...?

Of silence on the way
Honor to a vice, Noah's tickle...
Sits in the light, requited by may
I saw a careful deed, of kind come fickle

Sweeter character
And the silence broken
With stern voices to serve
A liberty for all's crassness; hoping...

A home has a final say...
Where to place, play and vengeances ploy
Curiosity for pity, in the name
Can children save themselves, from a salt in the eye, coy?

Westerly...
An apple of the eye
Quiet, opportunity to carry
Yet, for a secret lover, with why...

Why is a chicken going to ****?
Because, why, is all a chicken has for pie...
Include a vanity, with adoration to start
A short interlude, with chicken pride

Sit, with a *******
Does a prayer, include the smile?
When roosters due, done is a sucker
For the best you have to offer, denial

Hope you see the day, dream...
Singing the blues, is all youth...
Staring at the ceiling, is a dressing whim...
Somewhere over the rainbow, patience is couth...

Pity from hell
And the arm's of frugality
Found to wish, to even tell...
The ides of patience, with a sigh's measure, quality?

I am doting
I am voting
I am hoping
I am souling

Than,. why do I run around like an idiot?
Because senses gift's...
Where is the scope of another friend; to leave?
And show the spare and found care, of eye's to lift...

Right there...
And with the lover of decency in tow...
A hap of a house of a hat, of a hatred to fare
Is liberty for those that mean it, or is all and owe?

When I see the rage I made...
Sophistication is to be, a cornered exaction
Taken for a method and stone of seriousness, I wade
Into the argument of another's lifetime, with sincerity's action...

Halt the habit...
Sudden aggression is like night
No-no, and a foot with a limit
Too secret a fun, for answers to be right...

Caught chides, with a crown
Simple and avid, bared charisma
Is a day on the run...
With totals of might, as a dilemma

Smell, well, cunning?
Resolve the spice of a truer respect
Is a worldly face, the beginning of money?
Liking an egg, is a smoke with, what the ****?

All right, who took a shine?
To vice or vertigo, when chastity peeks
Is a bird's place, to whine?
When space has it's hiccup, this **** reeks...

Curious?
Where has a paradise been?
With the joke of the day, so furious
How does the rising moon, get away with the wind?

Watch the wagon...
From here to the future
Aid, comes from a truer loan
Of what is an our, to be curious

First comes the sound
Clip, clop; the clever and the held
Worth whatever will, a soul to allow
A peace in step with a sort's to meld

Than came the horse
Misery is for those that keep it
Whether you know a liberty, for sakes or force
Them in a stir, the tooth of wisdom sits

Last, came the wagon
Dare me, to a subtle race?
Passing a winner's gift, is all reason
Letting you have it, like resting your face...

A could and should, know when to laugh
Persuasion is like this, would is for past saves
Caught curious, caught worldly; worth has
A heaven is many more like it, sometime gave

Salt, is yours...
Now in courage
We see the decision's of power
In curious time, the world's joy to wage:

Contrary to provided ought
My nearer kind, is a legend
Many more ideas, misery's lot
Survives the creed of us, religion?

What is waiting for us...?
Same stir, same question
Answered by quite; lover we thus
Like promises found in the world's way, a voices blessing...

Conscience seems to begin here
With the day, we knew a hat
Still somehow the place of a sincerity to near
Fate copes; for those who know, what...

End's hatred with me...
Opus was a certain, hill of adding
Of a sharing, only a given cope, can give intimacy...
Believe me, the only problem here, was in the asking

Shrewd toilets
Harmony's pets
Secretive closets
Mirrored beds prevalent?

Cigarettes for Satan
Switch to dope, for a thrill...
Speed or special, wandering
Into such a smile, is for a light out to still...?

Wayward guidance...
If not a shrill note, of a universal acclaim?
Somewhere back here, we heard a silly trance
Made a time a courage, for angel's and dragon's shame?

Pretty...
And meant to be, we conceive
The irony of a soldier of love, with liberty
To sake the season of dread, we know is a child of what we know, leaves...

The rule of thumb, outdoors
Acts of depends forces, solemn of journeyed kindness
Sent to weariness for a worldly excuse, of when there is a sore
Eye meant for justice, with a being humor, that has stolen a God bless...?

A God of burden and deed, come home?
Sophistication and stirring reason, worth the patience exacted?
To remember a whole day, in the sincerity's we find with shown
Realizing a curious sake with a smile, decency we say honored lacked?