there is a dream before the storm
Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 1:13 am
There is a dream before the storm
I saw my daddy work to be man
of passion and appetite, enjoyable in manner.
Then the smoke of the economic mystic
turned the minutes to ample tears.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft.
The vanity, the simple walk
hand in hand in honorable elevation,
innocent in his antiquarian ways, now
starved eyes face the cold looks of
forfeited estates, multiple bills
that wean his innocent on bankruptcy.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft.
The abrasions of love seems to be
the stronger sentence, and those
eccentricities as a builder in private
nights single sitting, when the
shadowy becomes your private tutor
on how you should live your life.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft.
Its all to do with self image so people
can socially validate your freckles.
With fastidious polish the salesman front,
that which is rare in fascination, then
marched into poverty and controversy
because his endeavors, are worth a profit.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft
Who is the keeper of love?
Who bought it to the notice of men?
It’s puts a spell on you, wide is its popularity.
It is nothing but a scroll of gold parchment
that has tread many a worn path,
that it becomes so influential on men and women.
It is the salesmen cock-full of mastery of his craft.
Lover’s sunlight blinds all eyes
in the ultimate fruit, is immortal
life by face lift, all preformed by
the economic mystic, cock –full of mastery.
And left on their face is his sperm, and its women who clean up the mess.
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I saw my daddy work to be man
of passion and appetite, enjoyable in manner.
Then the smoke of the economic mystic
turned the minutes to ample tears.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft.
The vanity, the simple walk
hand in hand in honorable elevation,
innocent in his antiquarian ways, now
starved eyes face the cold looks of
forfeited estates, multiple bills
that wean his innocent on bankruptcy.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft.
The abrasions of love seems to be
the stronger sentence, and those
eccentricities as a builder in private
nights single sitting, when the
shadowy becomes your private tutor
on how you should live your life.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft.
Its all to do with self image so people
can socially validate your freckles.
With fastidious polish the salesman front,
that which is rare in fascination, then
marched into poverty and controversy
because his endeavors, are worth a profit.
It is the salesman cock-full of mastery of his craft
Who is the keeper of love?
Who bought it to the notice of men?
It’s puts a spell on you, wide is its popularity.
It is nothing but a scroll of gold parchment
that has tread many a worn path,
that it becomes so influential on men and women.
It is the salesmen cock-full of mastery of his craft.
Lover’s sunlight blinds all eyes
in the ultimate fruit, is immortal
life by face lift, all preformed by
the economic mystic, cock –full of mastery.
And left on their face is his sperm, and its women who clean up the mess.
tool