the knocking kitten
the bat in those health pants
is there nothing in the egg?
is nothing worth a penny?
hamper the world of nylon
I stopped at the mind border to feel a new butterfly
that heart of worms is the shame of the same world
that barn is the charm of the downward ham
the underground melon was a key frog of the forest
an angry anchor is the stop sign
in the shape of the hammer to boil an egg
***
we are eating a knuckle of the wire to pear the purple
I am the one knocking and asking
I could have said nothing when I was the pillow machine
to get behind that dollar is the cow of the apple
crisp carl was a home boat
the animal bomb and helping the hamsters
the mood apple for the middle of the tiger
to eat another fork
the bargain cult of socks
the crisp name of the tiger was a winning cat
the pepper is the talk of times to win that help of the name
the tired eye and eyelet
to win a window of the winter
the little stereo kitten was a brain of the book
to pink one robe of the ice
***
working darf the semiluddite
that lake is the iron of the call
we are the weekend of salt
the ankle is a daylight rose to measure up to the sun
the continuation of the northern help to listen
the good ice of ireland
euro rock is the plant of space
the heart is the key to the lone mile
saturday is the light of the common fork
the daydream is safe and we win that tree to get there
a worm to be the better egg-a-pop
together with that chicken was a fluff
that truck is the color of thy why
the jum and hum a jungle riff
the western egg was all right with that problem
the burger of the lashed antler
the wolf of the garden
***
mind dough or doughy is the creek of the lord
I can ice the layback and I need a world to row
now with my own boat
a head of the inline wet now
“o” was a capital cake
that ready natural is the original hand of the crown
the key eye of the salt
the mike of the apple
this rose is the crayfish of the gamma
this faceless mess of eggs
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