Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Till swill will come through you aren’t so big for me to beat no can’t do that no more they call abuse so we just ask nicely and take away privileges till they suffer enough and give in but is it suffering? They still have food water shelter a bed a home but it works they say so don’t mess with a good thing

Y’all front car seat goes in the back don’t ya know my overalls are all dirty from rollin in the hay after the horse relieved himself onto it! How do you do I said so sweetly you could slap my mama I don’t care for that tripe can’t we have pork chops instead we had that last night how about spaghetti then

Cookie gnaw goofy perturbed screw chew undo youth uncouth smooth roof maneuver huge bar none onion young stung nope slope rope cope trope open men pen wren lend mend stand trend rent tent meant went all fall wall tall crawl mall pall Saul straw

Catch coop cash stoop loop enter swoop nerd vane mane insane wane reign steak plate mate sweat take raid suede spade rely mine swine sublime time rhyme whine line cobweb friend bend swab rob blob cob toddler nod knob mar swear tear mare rare

Walk tempt ride lift name rift wallow center menial close mop instant drop envious merry go round canine scales fighting freeze fleas fangs fret pointed greet sweet pull operate ennui fruit topping plop slop whip slip clip quick lick nip tick swap swat rip bought slaughter loud like swipe viper ripe

Cleave to my sleeve weave in and out serendipity kneed his inner tweed need a bread never sweater leave menial working sweep Evil Kane evil weevil steeple reading ripple of kinky filler under water now into wandering spider monkeys not as mischievous as some cook a meal inside dry

Goose my glides soft range inside eat my porridge let’s fuse I like your tick tock weeps realm hollow weeds in sum tinkle sweep syrupy salvation in Cub Scout measles arrange pluck peewee glean frappe ripped very took belt flop when bump delight cow

Don’t try again dreamer yes dance but don’t take your mope soft more real angels yes I implore store the treats for later yes I’ll be hung lost creepy why benevolent gust come between the teepee wings on the adjusters calendar geckos all along triumph same sane koala strings on top leek the tap leaving left

Give me the book I will read you a story no don’t lick my feet the gown is broken or else it would scream from the mouth only a teeter totter album closed lips open mouth no don’t stray from the plan okay salivate kingdom come don’t trust the original to keep you satisfied the taste is good so stay