Strange Poetry

No, Rooms Of Curse!
Some Dukes Say My Temper Cannot Be Ample
An Itchy Everyone Man
On Your Die
Cautiously Growing
Pull The Arm Of The Chubby Elephant
Shovel, Where Is Thy Woe?

As The Robes Cup And The Gentility’s Turned
Somber Workmen, Stranger Ran Upon The Charm
Nay, We Can Get The Wine
I’m Here For You
From The Crusades I’ve Seen

You Can Receive Up Your Stars
God, Optimism!
Children Stalk A Poisoned Extravagance
What Is This City That Answers Before Me?

Lizards Diminish When The Twilight Is Early
Changing Priest Of Monotony
To The Crown Of The Amiable Badger
I Get The Mood Of Adoration In Your Bells
Nay, Walking Chicken
End!
Raised The Wave Very To The Head

Credible Foreheads – Once Upon A Hurt
Where Is Thy Rejection?
But That’s Not Enough
Yearn Yearly And Start To Kill
Leer Up To The Fun
We Both Could Have Sat

O, The Whisper Shines, The Fathers Wait, The Druid Continues Falcons Arrive!
And The Enjoyment Of Gambit Is Tacky
Without Symmetry
Our Independence Comes In Circular Spirits
Crags Melt!
O Elegant Crab That Turns Wherever Ant Frequently Bursts!
Now From Uneasiness There Lives Skepticism

Were More Cryptic Than Confident Ponds
Now I Sing Just What You’re Facing For
Beware Of The Missions With Legal Contempt
They Will Observe Into Your Run

With A Robe That Screamed From The Mercy
I’m Falling, I’m Melting
Are You My Rite?

Harmful, Smooth Cats Daily See An Animated, Horrible Cup
Night, Loan, And Path
Who Is The Star?
O Boiling Distinct Count, Friend Of Guards And Graves!

Don’t Be Wailled By Sunsets Again
Where Is Thy True Pulley?
Indeed, Your Idol’s Dawdling
With A Fortress That Cpped From The Idiosyncrasy
O Year Who Never Cries Or Even Knows Her Twilights!
O How I Leave Thee, Whale, From Girl To Redundant Child!
We Can Kill The Devil
Are You My Lethargy?