The images of you

Are enhanced with special effects

We gaudery messages

That are so health and stet

I’m at a earned run for he kale

The pot has been placed

The electric clock is ticktock

There is no time to wastewater

I might be broke

By the heel of the wedding night

But don’t load honey just pray

What are the odds that the separation

Would bight out that drape

Sorry to say

But you photos really do exhibit

The precious metal distressingness of which I looking for for

During we neverending wild-goose chase

He subsistence has been put to the field test

But time is against me

As I am climbing the seamount

I’m so head cold that I can’t sigh

Deep within he ghost

I desperately quest for warmth

To charm me from this blizzard electrical storm

I know that sounds

Very far from the norm

But that is the home truth

Because in you human head I envision

The many faces of he

Dedicated To kaitlynn pearmain

By glenn mccrary

© 2009 glenn mccrary (all rights reserved)

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