Monday, 9 March 2020

Upon Watching Dasies by the Stream (21 Tanka Strong)

Everything's going
Bad in thisworld these spoons are
Heavy he lurves in
Jicin probably
Wining too at the nextstop 

Massive carnation
Uncle fallower straw gobs
Yazz and the Sarcas
Tick population waiter
Nervousia catering 

Uptie the prevel
Lence the smashup in gardens 
Of ee… would look at
That'll apple the tele
Phone to thecore baring knees

Tell me that it's nice
To be homestocking maybe 
I'll even hand a 
Pianotock bathingquart
Er… we've gone bad haven't we

Bug sees mallard all
Alone at the tablefork 
In the road but a
Fly would have seen it all poss
Abilities to climb a

Bove it all belong
In not withstanding of which
This century do
You hear me fortepia
No screen scene last for ev'ry

If only i was 
Young no fun here today say
Sit you in fiddle 
Tip sigh's sister went to get
Some sugar we're on fire

Sleepless right to sauce
Age the repellent ogór
Key is the posse
Billity to lonely want
Fruittreats and battrees thinking

Pushup theory may
Be a net gigglegain till
The next fishfaces 
The rate of what it's got on
Platechase the polkacrossing

Clangsoots can't think of
Anything new to do in
Bloomdraws of horrid
Wars of erase meant for him
As Gretel's all het up like

Here's a littlepen 
To shake of course i don't like
You at all where've you
Been at the endstalking to 
You I am stalking to me

Scissor the exam
Pull the other yolk cutout
The middling man
You are not registered here 
You don't work something should be 

Happening roses
Read the ladies one should try 
Ev'rything rolling
Grassnet brassneck bound ary
And houndedout with the old

In with the duo
Spit the bikes lack the something
River the turn and
Age the process meet the nay
Say the bears in semaphore 

We exist the locks
Sheet thebed fire thecast off
Direct the liars
Much patter does it matter
Upslicers to the latter 

Milk the up weightdown
The dumbdonkey butchery 
Pin the firstneedle
On escape the nourishment 
Banquet the approval task 

Feel the food the saw
Neck the eyeball swan the slur
Pick the horse and mend
The skip for waist going down
The dip in my green matter

Quick it's too heavy
Plenty the salutation 
Dish the fish tata
And on to the next and on
This need the mustof foodfights 

Panel the query 
Sup the resta strike this orb
But never forget 
To dance all wrong etude to 
Dally the lobsterphone in 

Phobic chandelier 
There is only one way to
Mend what's been destroyed
Even if they had a chance 
Would probably lookalike

This all pretty whis
Per happy and goodandpink
Blue on this think is
It you or who that's ever
In the verge of gin rid fin

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