Stay inside.
Go for a ride.
Kingdom come.
Yes, I tried.
Licking the thorns
Of a red, red rose.
Never surmising
Of what I suppose.
All of my clothes
Stained and soiled,
If they were eggs,
They would be boiled.
Day: April 4, 2019
Oops
Bleak tangent rook elephant stick realist
Boosted roast beach basting eleven road
Beneath candelabra roaches stevia oops
Crane narrow cookie steak stupid range
Politician groan everyone thanks baron
