Went to the far off trough to wheel, wield, out of the weak willed that wiled out the wild, time to take back another style not so mild. The weld welted the dread out of the dregs, all seemed like they had invisible peg legs, hobbling back and forth, pacing away like mad men. Sick, sacked, sick end, that should not be the fate trend.
Well to do or not to be rude that is the sequester. This semester it seemed demented, dented inward, the cyborg, cyclops, weaver, dweeber, berserk. non-intented, un-intended, what was invented out of the dumb damb rented unended, un needed, cannot delete it. Back to the sense of identity without that entity, not pointing anyone or group, all around are a sort of family.
That slog slag slacked away, back to the remembering to forget in order to remember what you never forgot. Cannot go far before the for-go feeling right on the nose. Not better or bitter just greater, not fibber. Still the tall tales tells what you could say under a spell to spell it out in the secretive tongue. Multiple meaning puns.
