’tis a playing field for many kinds out in the arena, to discern the companionship of the puissant sun ’tis a hot, new summer day , blithe and sound maketh thou run, run, run…
syrupy voice of nightingale, fills candied fondness brisk zephyr from mount, gives the kiss of life to excitement ’tis a hot, new summer day, with couthy happiness pulpous din of childlike leaves, giveth splendiferous compliment
Always, be youthful, thou art not old sayeth the mighty tree ’tis a hot, new summer day, nitid and bold thine cravings should never perish that maketh thee free
Last, but not the least hot, new summer day bids thou for the feast.
Today’s pandora box is possessed, spirits within are legion, living bogeys are numerous, ever so often drunk, every day pandora hypnotizes followers, 24/7 pandora mesmerizes- adherents- making billions addicted to vacuum tube. Ancient gods- mild or ferocious- pandora has rebranded,
The rapture was on prowl to get the believers. You knew what you should not have known about the baby blue. Aphasia, experiences an impulsive violence, beyond the dead. Bionic hands to capture the moment of swapping uremia with swastika.