He Writes?A gate rebuttal, parting words, a walking paradoxHath split the land and oceans into fuzzy, purple socks.T'would seem to us, mere mortals, that escape to islands grimWould cause the raft to wander, as if calling out to Him! "A cat! A cat! A pixel paste! I do not wish to wait!And say no more my brother, or you face I shall deflate!For if again I see you, walking proud along the skyAgree, you'll see the last of me, before your sneakers fly!" And once, if ever once there was, a time when life was goodConstructing houses out of stone, and alabaster wood.The birds will shine, the rabbits howl, as if the forest
My thanks for the mark.