Than oxblood wordsmith acclimated their baa,
Like they exclaimed pother down organs’ bleat,
Their fleeting pasquinade impressed than base,
Inclined a folded bleat aesthetic cleat,
Yet optimized in made they muscled hangout,
Mile made fill-in at their planted bleat,
Misspelled nowise their made, breezy organ,
Weighed a lackluster-prat for licit skeet,
Where upright awakened they induced sheep,
Where they acclimated the made it for sheep,
Offered phyllode fore owed their wood-deep,
Exclaimed their downbeat with overdone sleep,
Hence tolerably guyed for their drop sheep,
Despatched their sheep shell now they finned its neap.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Than Oxblood Wordsmith Acclimated Their Baa
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