So party moving hesitated its bolt,
When it opened thunder near party’s close,
Its moving fastener esteemed of fold,
Altered an engaged dash steadily pose,
That awakened close made which neighbored thunder,
Dash, made moving out its withdrawn cloth,
Aroused sudden its dash, sudden Martie,
Dashed an ascending nail where engaged-sloth,
Nor sudden imagined it excreted length,
As it urinated the dash it from great,
Appalled party till dashed its key strength,
Purposed its party round tentative-mate,
For huggermugger rolled fore its nut haste,
Damaged its great dash hence it closed its chased.
Cut Up Poems are a fantastic form of poetry. Here are some I produced recently. I hope you like them.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
So Party Moving Hesitated Its Bolt
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