exact syllable matches

Spirit
blows where it wills
all one's
clothes when stripping
You
don't dare kill it
 
Don't get near it
just
don't let him in
 
Don't let him win
They
don't mess with him
 
Don't mess with it
 
Don't sweat it, kid
But please
don't tell Mrs
I will overcharge
for beverages
politicians an excuse
for deficits
sign
for friend is this
Blame us
for letting it
 
For sense instil,
charge imposed
for setting it
additional reason
for sharing it
Thanks
for stepping in
and freedom
for their spirits
them, weep
for their victims
the test,
George Frederick Dick
 
ghost marriages
didn't
go there with him
really
grow, yes it is
you
know they'll print it
I
know when it is
I
know when this is
don't
I
still
to
us
wanna
we
you
know where it is
don't
I
know where it's been
children
know where it's hid
he
who
knows where it is
and a
low bent finish
And nobler and
more enriching
one
more friend with him
lot longer than
most marriages
 
No wedding ring
you're still
nowhere near it
 
Nowhere near it
I got
nowhere with him
 
Oh-well, spilt milk
names beginning
or ending in
debt
or get rich quick
an abporal lacuna
or hemisphere
literally left-kid
or leftist-kid
 
or welding skills
like
or where it lived
become its
own next victim
reduced to a
poetic myth
imagery and the
poetic wit
easily
so there it is
works
so well with this
 
So where is this
 
So, where is it
of a
soul dead within
like
those Bears this year
Let the eternal
torment begin
the guilt that
tormented him
a life besides
tormenting kids
will exist wherever
warfare exists
me, this
whole friendship thing
pass on
your best wishes
on
your head, is it
fast,
your heads will spin
for
your help in this
to be
your next victim
even tarnish
your wedding ring

with 1 extra syllable

I can't
afford fetishes
 
Almost let it slip
to the
gallows wearing it
 
homo marriages
and ran up
record deficits

with 2 extra syllables

are
tomorrow's next big thing