Glass blocks the hail as the wind is
visible from this warm seat. There goes
Hydrogen, in its molecular level, crystalizing my whole world. How about that barking Nitrogenic stream,
with its cold taking plays on some Magnesium Stars.
See those chastising ants oxygenate
many lava rocks festered with three poled magnetic spheres catascaping an
aluminum base here and enfolding that Dolomite cloak there! Here a Lithium, event in Lithium, everywhere aspires
this Gneis Atmosphere.
We need to regroup, so Calcite
Clumps of parenetical scathings are people to you! Come on!
Think with your eyes! I think by
melting your Ice!
That song sung thin echoing through
your gallows is a neighborhood of above intelligent abusive geophysicists from
the planet Neptune taking their study calls from your planet Earth.
Oh, Radar, your Radium as Ion Waves
meet Protiums escort for what they consider a nice gravitational clutch.
If Refractory greets Defractions
slicing through the time, one element celestian festulas its own prismatic
convalescence tremors with slight and vented motion repetition.
Don’t give me a coronated smell of
your own echoing Nucleoid! I flew in my
anti atmospheric expels intentional builds of emotion crafts in order to sting
the byon.
Configuring oxygen gets my ions in a
bunch. Diametered motor scaped sensory
cells copy your palatial gurgling while I split atoms for a living. You are not the living I am splitting atomic
generations for. Particle annunance
slates the fossiliferous life banks that Sodium Pesticide chastises aliomatic
congregations for.
Faith or Fatality? We just get the Swine to run all night. Where is my Wine to run all day? I left my buddies for a ring tailed pig. Somebody yelled at my hay! Nose Fur Achu and Draw Cula fought Frank and
Stoned. I just scoffed, “Where’s Golf!” Then Van Fire nodded that Not King Kong was
just Ping Pong. I asked, “Just? With no cheating shots?” And he relied, “Electron Man, Neutrino Man. And whoever else I need.”
That caused Light Man, Blight Man
and Lava Man to account like Proton Man and his lower Pro Tun Man Skinning Hair
Man, Skin Man, Snail Man and Shoe Man to line up as volcanic craters narrowing
Show Man because Sound Man snuffed Soul Man’s Sweet Heart with his own Sweat
Harm. Oh, Whatever comes after the Water
Man is in the Water Main!
Speaking of Water, have you ever put
up with a Suer Man, or is that Sewer Man?
You should call me Lazar Man, not Lazy Man! I don’t think that Home Man is a Human or
even a Hue Man. Who keeps saying, Who Man?
I am always the Psyllium Man vs Seldom Man. So, I’ll get off the ceiling. I wonder if That Man and Robust are really Sum Man and Robot or Other Man and Robin or
Even Gun Man and Robbing? Now
days you really are not Odd if you are Robbing.
Here we go a Stealing Steeling
Squealing Switching Snitching Itching.
Don’t tell me you are Caveman and Brontosaur Pus. Last night
Slave Man brought Sale Man along with Sand Man to fight Salad Man. He was a real Salad Manster.
Tan Man always Agrees to Argue, Are
You? His
Fake Mustache makes him a
huge Nose Fun Tattoo.
If
you got away from Nose Fur Rotted Too then Owe Man will be your Omen Man if you
see a fight with, and definitely not wit, Man Pants vs Pants Man. You always seem to hunger for Food Man and
his accomplice, Fool Man. At least give
him a Foot Man. And you sure can Sand
Man to whom you sent Silt Man, we can all scent you. You may claim you are Cent
Man, but we sense you are not centsaytional.
Money Monday, you are Mud Man to me.
You think you make history, if you
really made history, I would call you Fossil Man. You would be music to my ears. You Rock Man.
We would entertain the world, you and me, who would be Roll Man. But I am so so so ancient, I am Roman. I am also half baked, they call me Biscuit
Man. And you don’t really rock, you Pebble
Man. We each think we are People Man but
no one sees us, we Peep Hole Men.
You sure get to my ears, you Hair
Man. Hair Man Must Ashe. Named Herman.
And you are definitely not Her Man.
Can’t you Hear Man. Jump
away! Jump! Jump! Jump away you Hare
Man!
Sprechen
Sie stupid, you think you are German. To
all of us, you are Germ Man. Did you speak to me? Was that you who Spoke. You wheely Spoke? You might be Gear Man. I hate it when you are Near Man.
God, I feel like I’m drowning. You are such a Humidifier. You think you are our Human Definer. You are really another Humane Defier. I want to just call You Mandy and Fire.
There are so many that look like
you, sound like you, smell like you, are hated like you, and are as stupid as
you. Was that your son? Is that you son? How about over there? Another son?
This sure looks like a Prison. I
must Presume. When you impersonate it is
really Personal. You don’t give any of
us Salvation. Thanks to you, life is
just Slave Nation. You, You, You Person
Sold. You might Goad but life is not
Gold when you make our lives Prisoned Souls.
Stop calling me a Meat Head, I Presaid but did not persuade in your
Curse Parade.
You say you are pulling us out of
the rising tide onto your Ramp, but it is just more of your Rampage. That is your Ramp Age. And you Dafts don’t get Paid!
When you err now it is for the rest
of my life. And also, you are the blight
of my life.
Hey!
Sixteen donuts and what do you get?
Fifty pounds heavier and three inches added to your waste.
Now, what do you call it when a
turtle finishes its job? “Sheldon.”
And how do you get into a tortoise’s
home? “With a Turkey.”
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