Nonsensicular Wrintings

One lonesome summer song
sung throughout the ages
of which there was never
any reason to understand
the simplicity of such a
wonderful work of words.

It came and it went
never hesitating to
be bent into shapes
and twists while it
mysteriously stayed
familiar and clear.

When donations and window nations become the same thing, one should go after the factor which brought the converging submerging nature of subconscious without subtracting the abstract.

It's a common phenomenon when you tire your shoes in too many knots. Don't sample the dample example wherein lies the lies of the timble.

As above, so below the threshold of fresh holed tunnels of reality.

To wander the halls of haunted pasts expects a degree of cellseous fitchmangling. Become a balloon and carefully explore the jagged edge of the hedgepedge without assuming the mask of fruntic misanderings. Once that is done, the popular explanation bursts into nothing. Petulant is the fragile eggshell of frozen thought. Conch the topside ones or twies and seaweed shell hippin. Consider the virulent language of pessimism and seek to eel lemonade the nasty tree salts.

One sits upon the fray momentoruly a quest beckons and begins stewple ear. Apart frompay new divine wine operflating unto revered berations its calls to chaining stays is a thundread years sold.

Eye goggled a gaggle of spreckled fangular bee stingulars and fled the flood of seen danger. And no more safe nor wise was I when I jumped to my demise.

Playin in the plains of planetary exoticism refines my mendible explendible exprassion. Who could have half the double of a pear? The dubbleparity is par for the course. Once gained, twice lost and flossed out of the picture. Begin at the beginning and go backward from there, like into a mirror you must stare. What is found at the bottom of a pondering? Expunge the water and nothing is left nor right for the latter matter.

Aggraindize a salty notion and it becomes difficult to drink the resalt. But to permanently blink is to be blind of the mined cavern of the wyvern. Truth is both stranger and stronger than fiction as fiction strings the lines of arachnid lies to a point which devours itself. Don't be hived at the behoovulous action which is contempletely clived.

Can you sauceage repeat za question? No, I walnut. It is a brainstrain to reflectify into the orchasm of shalicious splendiferies. Throw the rice thrice well beyond the springs of sprought. What can grow from naught ought to be taught, I thought. My misteak was to mistangle the ungular angles of chaos. Indeed, I did try those angles but all I got was a square. Ask where and I shall circularly tell you.

What is the meaning of a nice jest? It matters not, in pretense nor in postense. Hence, return the flavor. Pepper a corny idea with serious intent and it loses its butterness. Dabble in drivel though and spoon you'll tibble. If you don't understand, stand over the situation.

The conglusion of a stickled wrenglition is always attached to the problem. A tack always lands sharp side up and bread always lands jelly side down, so don't clumsily walk barefoot if you're hungry. The pain isn't lessened if the lesson isn't learned. A penny saved is a wish wasted. And if you fish for wishes in the spring of change, you take other wishes away.

Now I'll ice cube a qweistion. Does this sentence have a porpoise? No, it isn't a sentence. The qweistion then does have a piepous but the meaning melts once it is asked. One could argue the pointlessness of it all and the argument wouldn't be tacky. It is mirrorly metaspherical. The whirlwind of the lost whorl is unfurled. Magically ontogular intricles interact effortlessly in their dance of dinces. Trimble not, for one to threaten itself with a shelf of obstaculars is bound in a number of sealed flenses.

The witless witness the hapless lass attempt to tempt the man in the tent. If only she should bring firewood would she have a chance.

Static is the attic which keeps its door closed. Yet if the boxes downstairs are clothed then what is the youth? Will the wisp play with the west or the east? Ask it and find out.