palliate

bred a leg ,porlapsant rust

ling in my chest arised ,ris

sen fog ambles thru my

throats ,dicen ambos .pee

l the gallon's face a

head the crowded femur

grew ,and cheese a

wall's inscription it's

yr agèd axe yr drippèd

log my visage breathes

,even hungry was my th

igh .a seething glob O

lusty pens my skull

plenty humping ,hike across the lot