Desolation, courage, and life.
Desolation, adventure, and faith.
The dead sea swiftly views the reef.
Lord, love!
Death, adventure, and death.
Ooh, adventure!
Oh, adventure!
The reef endures like a cold seashell.
Captains grow like sunny shores.
ever pull a mainland.
Never fight a cloud.
Whales travel like dead clouds.
Where is the small sun?
Why does the pirate die?
The sail waves like a dead moon.
Adventure, faith, and life.
Why does the wind die?
Dead, small winds calmly command a old, rough shark.
Die calmly like a warm sail.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Bad poetry from the generator
Scotlands weep!
Despair, love, and unrequited love.
Where is the heated door?
Wallss weep!
Oh, my heart, darkness!
Despair, love, and unrequited love.
Where is the heated door?
Wallss weep!
Oh, my heart, darkness!
Life , desolation, and hope.
What was the purpose of gasoline then dreamingly mo chara?
Alaskas die!
Endure painfully like a tiny Arletta.
Fast, hot waves quietly dream a dreaming, misty Jericho.
Why does the hair cry?
Waves rise!
Darling of my heart, desolation!
Why did he creepingly he did say crumble?
He was my walls love.
Sweet love, sweet love, and darkness.
Oh me, oh my, love!
The stormy pond roughly dreams the wave.
What was the purpose of heather amidst the frey painfully clown boy?
Jehovahs weep!
He was my life darkness.
Why does the Stuart go?
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