Know matter the digs are the event of the Tack Scene,
break that rogue for the wild in loads,
trust thee Rape for Debt did Karmic paved,
no worry the World it's got War on the Bay!!
Travel your own Blunt for Thieves our Front,
score in the sin of a board to the dump,
tank from a mark doors we all march,
can that Social to the Event of the core!!
Professor of gum to the Sociological degree,
being the Idiot takes a bit of the breed,
to saddle of Difference is the Quick of the feed,
lightening to Life as I Candle the breath!!
Dart point the aim of a Cupio sprain,
note to the ankle that stole for the blame,
get to the Magazine it's just a Shot Brain,
lost to the Tablets of Mozart in grained!!
Music now heard in the dream state of nerve,
stagger the belly to the kick from the dirt,
every crumb has to batter in milk mud faced birth,
stage the Venue to the straight in the Take!!
Drops from a silly page of know taste,
for I didn't know how to escape such said bait,
without looking tyrannical Blunt did it Vase,
just took his time to mimic a shrine,
lack luster brings on vibrations,
clamping to nerves in the Cappy of relations!!
Sewn Dear to the Darling of Freeze,
took long enough to buck me a tease,
blink I a knocker for life is a Topper,
and well to the Blunt he is a switch Tick flipper,
liken to Gree the brake of the basic is the Queer of the Lead.
B.D.S.M. is a Gamer Sport,
obviously Blunt is a quit on the funk,
can't go it hard brinks to the farce,
better lucky than great on any cropped Played!!
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