The winds of Mike follow the next retreat of the enemy
the fire burns and turns the Ants of the north who had dug a tunnel through the north into south and they paved the inner earth with brick. they waited for hours and the falling back of her time came to an advance that clustered the last retreat of the enemies turn that came from my Mothers who are midget and the gate keepers of the inner and outer Heaven (Event Horizon) that changes with every turn of their handle. they are the Mothers of God and the Mothers of Gods who are giant. i trust in God today that she will be our protector and the Aegis of this Universe. "let Us remind Roger of His duty to His wives." said our Joan De Arc the top waters of our river going south that sinks into the sand and the body of Heaven where life has been taken but now is given back to every marriage that we conquer and overcome tomorrow for our one marriage in women that holds me captive, and at bay when i return to Heaven and Earth where we make love every where that we go.
Poetry
one man and three women that hold me captive at the sight of their love tunnel in my face makes feel like goat grazing the field of dreams and as she dances in front of Me i cant help but eat what grew a day before yesterday bald. all i want is to drain that wet and sticky hole with mud flaps.
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