Bos Von Trail
5-22-20
With immense velocity
I find it afresh by queen's visit as labeled
To cloud us wisely
Jay, come day after awhile with godly sorrow
And trounce on the mind
I, Uno Von Troll's letters of Banyan steel
Doves and spires all for valleys to be unwarranted
On the righteous of ones own dissection
Fall for the right of a royal fish to swallow me
In Colader's voyage into Iconium
As to dare not say "O poor me
Toss me up spouted in gown hurdle's account
Of ones own dissection....
Ulloa
5-22-20
No such raincoat
To mortify ones whole finery
As to me left exaltation and penniless for Cowper
On the queen's visit
All for time's vow Troll and plunder
Strange of two In Ron grass greener
In the consecration as to come throbbing in shaft as ridges
Counting off with Bob Dylan albums and Dank Sir for one's own dissection
As to be hammered throughout by the harlot of a struggle diminish form
Four months without the smoke founded in our Nantuckois for fifteen gallons of blood
Under the will oft understanding..
Nantuchrois Notorious
5-22-20
Soon time to get gone and have my blood drawn
As bright spire the roofs and bones with spires
All the entertainment of Loof's ice Roman cones
Sitting around fires in a realm of oak and elm
Where all I need to be is wait for tomorrow's lozenge
and of two accounts of our dissection of barred steel reviews
Run sore driven bright shorn
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