This is Planet Earth,

Pa Pa Paa Pa Pa Pa Papa!

The role of religion is getting worse;

That is an order for reordering

The Print does not return these generations,

When it only extant the voice of betrayal

To the nation.

The organ wasn’t a grinder at the tables

Pistols weren’t allowed when History was orally transmitted,

The Damsel defendants in the pews for remembrance

Those who wished for better.

Keep the whet and cuddle Raleigh

Advertising on the Web condolences to the jee

What Males you thinking?

Maker.

Creator.

Legal degree displeaser:

The difference between you and me is M&American

Fo’Sho Sushi first

Jude is the worst.

She’s got to hide your book away.

Biography at Oxford City and the confessional style of tripe

Laughter from me about Jizz in Birmingham City

Where the Blues were routinely promoted.

Science is not for parks

That is for the skater to reverse the roles

And turn back time on the attitude of rebirth and rhyme.

Falling was for them and the dome bowl cut

Before ‘American Pie’

Upped the ante and remembered

The post village door to door sales.

A globalised Gob from shit in whines and snobs

St Johns won’t be coming home

Need is their cables, wires, refurbishment, wringing are their ables

The towel on the head of a survivor,

Vales of underlining glory

Alive in the harassment of virtue that governed patents to sleep

Children are away for schools tomorrow

London is on watch for sorrow.

The Thames is alert to Avon

A Reservoir is not Semantic

Ownership to the raven is for the majority

Sharing holdings in stakes of Vampires

Bloodying the Walls of West Egg

Ministers are never Privileged.

Do I like that?

Larks Ascend

Crying for Eastern bliss

To vilify the battle of intellect

Those who pay for governed fees.

Air on their knees no more

Death Row is on Zone 1’s door

Last section the edifice of education departmented the web-ification of Ovulating delicacies

To mix.

Style and general self

The Jungian cock crowded twice to the do well crew.