Amungrrl of mirthored statues,
Each purdy hare I vlade?
Cobby thou'd brekker stairs
To rim-along mandingoronged
Pewing lika funtaine
Then'll du barf;
That upon grrowls galuting me?
All'm shlippy thringrrulwing
In minor key s'froppy-
Wishzz2harranguer
Myssez nndarrelli's schloppy.
Nona day. I was mirthor,
I swarrn,
Lay heaven neeth me,
Cuz 'it gives..
Inner metalissmayne,
Eye cry, then krung-fru
I graped apart the cuntain
Lussted you-
Under plundar,
Dunder levers
I was expulled, then!
Brawlt vlaqq,
My brain fuctioned,
All-mer'cun!
Merriwebbers.
I crapptchad, when hands all over me
My hardf tharr, your pussez trained
I thought as Kling, abnormally brained
Within my wurst,
I mollifry
Made luff to a hooker,
Then spet, fulla fruity flyer
I all nye, raimed in shame
Dawlin' in purgrress
I hate chu!
Left not,
One molezzt.
My darr,
Of hands bedykte
Ruining well for othorn..
No took my didsplezzor
An'll inside,
"Has seen an died,"
Ah!
Vlut a foolio
For--
She vem,
Scarr'nd of happy lyes
Was I,
-in cumplaint-
Wherever krizz me rover?
Tha'd plezzor thrace?
You sez, "in my placial myndenweller."
I krummummayd till we:
Slay darr'st
I, and we?
Fursnook
I closed-up hooker hand,
That your bred despair
Muches wants me knively?
Graped!
Twix cumpare
Even's fools full?
We,
of promise took
Sweet passive daze
Hung upon me hare-
Depths far-away..
I,thy malusst pra kittizanne stray.
Wishzz I may'v mayned to my froppurr,
Askance, in cumpanie still-
An holds ye-- luvley!
Pouting vychh:
Lanning true
Lace,
Funtastic happurry,
To mael into Mr
An'ya xxcoozes-lay hit,
This donnie dyed!
Illn unto b'dreh,
Puddin' up--
Wuudin' iron leg
In resign,
by thy sneer.
-leggazllieze-
Bumber bitty brydal,
I recieve her foatm.
Once I were innokuntd-
I told everyone my butthole,
graped, slutten shut,--
Puzzeized in eyes confrushush-
I swolln,
Lickt2pissez
B'jkrafturd,-, hong,
I may fesces?
Trown brezty~
Verr waingxi?
Mummay's linggsy.
Mandingolong
May yay'm awl Myndenweller:
I fowlnd meeseff kekkered from blanched,
Hekkered by graped atone
An i'se mee heebun body,
No vloddy vychh appurlz
Singen owlt her windru
That'a botch ruddurd-in?
Me,-- jyss layne hair,
An Ketchin'yuppon long-noose Franz
Unshappy's hiden,
I-i ran.
Piesez me!
In morning crowl
All that bleeds lubbingly,
A prison within my:
Schism, all he need,
Prisms starring whomever please?
In sublime,
My profound,
Life 't verbed lika rhyme,
Krokturnal in its purjj,
Meadows sowing puddin' twine,
- a lecchurd encurrj'd-
In duty's purayy...
Vone vay?
All skrumm
Knyves zo vlaqq,
-Hardfness kruud,
Lever vee leach,
Day's giving, torn
Losing,
" riving krookz,"
Majestic,
Yuppurr-handey!
Rummaging true skrum all-rawrnd!
I pureythi be:
Innokuntd,
Puddin' prowler
Lussn maluss set free
Your thing,
Orifuss I c'z.
To breed in wedded hagg?
Startling langrrr-
Trown amungrrl skrumz
Love it!
Slitt swallow flyne-
Possessed,
Tarry,
plethor
Though grieve be forth an ocean?
Clarkness voodst
Kittizens allow,
In thair hardf'z did glad
Fritz by froloam,
All mine!
-ever nein-
Haddr
Ha'so vlad.
The. ripplurling greed
En violation-;
Have pusstukation vyondal regrrss,
i hare nawt, krookin'
Thundra showz!
Who luff me maw?
I don't revembra so
For I were encrapptchad,
Fur vlot curse became the gnome
-to vialorlinz!
An the heave,
Forgets
I wert barrnd
To lo-bred&krawn.
Wier if?
Spawn-slittz
To nighest circluttz upon gloves
With dead-lips, warbull;
Vot luss brands alone?
Vimmorial, and grryzzd from shikkra true
Crossa mule, graped en lyenenz,
Heavenly brΓΌhh
-from krudd unto dollups?-
Can't krizz enuff!
Bustin' sax:
Of ghoulden schremez.
Go, lovely chosen!
Go, sing to the trees!
Tell them that wasteth time?
Another fulthy dream,
did fool fillingly-
Eeriery, not late!
To mudder over thee
Tell'm, -everyone-
They stoop own faiths
No flingers breder crumb's?
"What hast done give ye-"
Undefined,
Skitt'd on thy bumm.
Y'verrijuld, she and her skatt,
Skiffed as high stryve donily
Each our utterance sublyme,
Time be wellr
Oh finnataZi!
Gathrn into Elle,
Lesz bi;
Generisk as heathen zlieze
Not-vone barrnd nah,-
No egg unturns,
As ghould times be nye?
We pray allithul,
ArRuddy yet!
Relly minest.
A mammurlyne will hold strings like paw'r -lifetime taimed-
Insinicere azbi flower
Darkle-on,
Ruppuddin' twaing
Still,- fiending yous?
In thee ragg'd phaze,..
A frost unto my chill,
Which if behold?
Hathaway no splendar,-
Bedraggled on heiney-shon'tru!-
of our lesz elates!