A spill, twice shy, lessons, do I buy? A sharpened gaze, how lessons till, they reap, they sow, they twice old, yet I, how do I fold? I have arm length of guides in willing take, lessons old, yet limp, how to fold and shake?
Do you wish a lesson burdened song, to get something meaningful, then one arm long? A sleeve to find my slaughter kind, death the flown greeting, and cemented on angel long I do find cement thronged bind.
Assist in death, to willing shake, if movement tills, the will to move, if lessons burdened in crop to shove, then Portadown, the lesson the right ear burdened ship, and save thy worth upon the groove.
Know my take, on lessons woven tool, or others pardon, I shape I do too, know well?
Now take all lessons return in crop, if other lessons then night-time slop, and gardened visions tying greet, if you wish to empty your lessons, one womb, quick, I do eyes sleet.
Woven tides, a lesson turn, then anchor first, in one lesson born, and return for ears to find it crop, the lesson returned, and in cement a lesson shown slop?
A tidings greet, how cement would find, an angel a womb knit in whispering butchered blind, yet find the anchor heaven sworn. And rest a while, to chant a tone, and slither first all worms shut face, you have the destination, in birth shave last, is grace?
Do not tilt any lessons young, or old I strike, where civil blood spills, the shielding tilled, I do, take twice long tidings long to rise, and a rest in peace, where the piece I slide?
IF meaning loosen, then find, the coin, safety first, then nothing reborn, that always low to find my eye, all safe, the sty, I fold to cry. Never fear, this place worth show, it is a sanctuary, and my flight gone, the right eye, hoof, and always passengers welcome greet, there is nothing here, but pain and peace to hoof and crow, and always inward, I never grow, to civil blood, it is blood to spill in lesson grow, or just a visit in peace hid fame, collect the morsel… or a shadow, my eye revisit a shade hid crop.
A blink would find the angel shop, and tilted eye, I have several grown feast, yet one cement, then weave it least, and cement your lessons nomad’s rest, the eye rests fame, and what is a cane?
An anchor bravery, in lessons shame? Or one flicker barely closed the cement to claim?
A sheltered ease, the angel feast, yet the eye tilled corridor, then cement in stone, and praise, the lessons all to hone, is it praise or grace, or a cult hid shop, to never stone?
It is not meaning that hold a shop, Bert and Bobs, a lick, and a stolen finger, a pop cart know, the price is yours, and all lessons weak to find the crow. A little feast, and a tongue shop cart, and a sniff to find the number depart.
Safety first, the lesson wise, and lessons all, then two shop cries, or two mens lick, a feast hid sty, the cart is a wallet, and the next I buy?
A shappened gaze… a sniff to find a shop cart slop, and that is, a zoo to cry, and fume an old man twice neck shy?
A lick to find a feast hid sum, yet a little correction, to the coin, the worth to chum, and correction night, what riddance blame, a little lick, a feast yours, or a slice to alter cane night woe, a feast a child, two slivers know, and tilted find, the cane cry cold, a feast switched neither, and a walk out cold?
A sliver shown a prick finger sow, a peppermint tea, and it’s the usual, a sniff and a silent glow.