Cheers to Rever
Only crazy is the vehicle of transformation, poet’s changing the world one sentence at a time. Wickedly romancing poetry & orchestrating symphonies of poetic rhythms. Writing the red glow of the most beautiful wicked red rose I suppose its smooth & flows through beats of newest rhymes. Seasonal spicy sauce of earth’s four seasons. The angelic orchids of wisdom walking life’s journey throughout virtues of loves unconditional beauty in a philosophical catchphrase. Broadcasting the first dawns early morning’s light’s streaming the seasonal premiere walking life’s distance to endear perseverance of Earth’s four season’s in the pubs pocket to laugh, sing, sigh, joke an have a beer. Cheers Paul Revere who wholeheartedly spew the Brits are here the history book’s records are here, for poetic poetry to stick Sir holy witness to bear life’s newest version of Earth’s architectural design, offering lifetime’s of wisdom tasty fruity Red Wine & cheese.
Twice eyes to sheer witness poetrys soft rhymes with a burst into rhythms of new established ways rewriting a version’s of powerful imaginations poets broadcasting.On the run stun by spits of spiritual whitts sticky sticks mightiest my spicket of lyrical spitting witts splits youths fountain into halfway house’s sweet double click faster my double killing spitz, 2 in one specialized murderous riff now target acquisition of petitions to remove the machine gun Kelly. Quick quality smoking spits killing cycles with my ideas quick witted quality double fitz chilling the style convinced I’m a newbie with stamina for this place, I set a new pace speedy riffs on my side quick to stick double jab black eye’s, righteous quality of sticking an moving companies in speeds faster from fucking rabbits in co habits, I’m going break three habbits in has bits.
Dropping dimes street crimes philosophical crazy might be minds, smooth rhythms to the new sound beats definitely around ching chong Chang double base flip flop hip hop tiptoe harmony down the street funneling street signs 2 red wines throughout the physics of this quantum time I write a new rhythm based on two beats the syllables of three words never heard that’s absurd let me give you the verb faces places races rostuning forks tunes 13 new rhythms, philosophical of crazy minds lyrical like mine, downward beats up the street over the hill around the grass squeal the tires on the gas, the fire burns my ass, when the rubber meets the road you’ll know just called a horny toad that’s the toe in case you didn’t know.
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