He takes the
city, he takes the statehood, he takes the whole entire town together at first,
he takes the neighborhood one piece of the time, he believes the world in his
bare naked hands, he compares to walk himself, he spoken his excellent words between
the outlined lines even straightest before and therefore, let the heart to
follow alongside track, he ate some Monterey Jack cheese, he got the spot, it
seems a lot more, he owns the building by his last name completely, he capture
his ultimate business, he worships on his company too, he type away like crazy
to write his over the top poems in neck and toe, he falls in love to be entered
the inner poetry clubs and bars to speak loudly and clear onto the public
places
Written by
Michael
James Brindley
6-14-18
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