Mamiferous Pretense
5-22-20
Mad with ambiguity raw in my right elbow
I slept upon it wrong again and I write this song again
Along the down six were English miles engraven
For these fresh Atlantic
Round the Round Sea waiting for their peopling it
Would never be to smite as I'm looking to go down there
As whips dressed upon my own back
Mad with agonies of another big mac attack
At midday something much better with my family
In scorings on a list will observing sitting on gold for our getaway
In getting back in the vast Atlantic so it is....
Laying Open The Waves
5-22-20
As to rejoice in Rezin by radical reverberating
In Zechariah rocking out to Clapton
As to be chastised in a love we won't conceived
Covering the contrary in our cradle ship globe narrative
Of another breakwater in Ruth and English clown to the same willing
And two more remote to yet arrive as I no longer regret the mountain
In resisting a matter as if it were by Poem of which am I
To the good Lord in startling it live at a duty of three has it
Renown to include Jesus in consolation to covet the pub soon...
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