August 5th, 2009 • 00:08
Quota
Quota
Essential regret
A spider speck
Flagrant wink
An empty sink
Pudding
Nights respite
Alphabet delight
Demeanour
Drifting in and around
He wore a sailor’s gown
Three lengths woven coarse
To bridle a wicked horse
Jelly
Forty five degrees
Converging to a point
Skate and glide
Tumble and fall
A whistling wind screams ruin
Quiet chokes the crush
Scramble and claw
Rive and score
Tremendous feat never a chance
Blast doubt and turn a route
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