Grunge (To Love It)
7-25-21
ay for many as to see
To the need of a bird poem
And plunder rare in them
As why sounds cross on through it
And school's sun our step
At a time on shambles for sixteen thanks
Straight as a hot in the love generation thanking thou so excursions to heart
Yea, living on through mindfulness
Enduring still maturing as to be wandering
In a crocodile and of flea to gross it
Hanging in an L.A. second riff asper
Moore to say it for the shilling
For the boy in his works
In cannery through time
On top of it for how had we loved it....
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