exact syllable matches

has ever
been more feared
what had once
been normal
gifts a curtain
before 'em
of Day, appeared
before her
chieftains are brought
had done this
life that lies
of the faces
or whoever went
seemingly infinite horizon
before him
other laurels wither
before His
are all one
lays the truth
or the feast
the objects placed
before it
been utterly helpless
before love
accomplish the task
affect the question
details which lie
down the statute
for peace lies
lights the way
men have thought
tapestry will unravel
those who go
before us
That's a
big moment
pair, nor
build, nor sing
We must
dethrone him
the Disposer has
disposed it
illusion must be
disposed of
we choose to
distort it
okay to
drink your drug
with asses
ears, or worse
and sand to
erode us
Susan Sontag have
extolled him
special birthday
gift for her
sound like
him for months
freely gave
Him for us
thing that keeps
him going
just idolised
him so much
Quakers, who followed
his fortune
and he'll have
his moment
social doctrine with
his morals
they'd swing at
his motion
Observe
his motives
is to interpret
his omen
high explosive on
his orders
knew from
his own church
possession of
his own Earth
loved by
His own love
atoning for
his own sins
right in
his own sphere
dripped in
his own spit
Conduct by
junk of
his own will
own line,
his own work
critic on
his own works
the dictates of
his owner
I shall do
his portrait
a body over
his shoulder
The Demon shrugged
his shoulders
George Washington told
his soldiers
passions as through
his torture
to sing
hymns for buns
you had better
ignore him
is still to
ignore it
matters of great
import but
be judged
in both worlds
killed him
in cold blood
the don't
in don't shove
Periculum
in mora
to an observer
whole country is
in motion
his scattered thoughts
keep my coiffure
our own house
in order
whole place swimming
in roses
to those
in sports' gear
No confusion
in your words
produce confusion
in your works
won't live
in your world
But dirt
is closer
as no one
is coerced
than it
is for us
know where he
is going
equal in history
for the monk
is growing
strong before he
is moral
awakened and it
is morning
This development
is no myth
Poverty
is no sinne
And there
is no world
of the world
is normal
when he
is older
Garage side door
is open
who knock it
is opened
a private matter
all this nonsense
and now all
away the show
conference after this
fight with you
quarters until this
reign of chaos
the great storm
The universe
The war
time of isolation
when the hunt
is over
Who
is Porridge
Being alive
is so weird
Slander
is spoken
of that property
Your life
is stolen
object of torture
is torture
but that
is your sin
Bormann wrote
it for him
would do
it for us
he loathed
it for what
Whither is
it going
for I find
it lonesome
can replace
it or him
hours to think
of it, took
it over
of life
it shows up
cry over
didn't see
obviously enjoy
she needs
it so much
man felt
it warm him
research time than
it warrants
what lies in
its focus
'Cause you know
it's frozen
As wisdom,
But
it's hopeless
country will draw
its moral
ain't over till
real loud until
Tell them
it's over
ends up possessing
its owner
I say
it's your turn
 
Jim Horning
lives are
lived for us
it must be
lived forwards
talked to a
mere mortal
really catered to
world, but not
mere mortals
like a second rate
pig-poker
 
Quick, throw nuts
a disaster could
with plans to
restore it
it got
rich so quick
before the
ship broke up
Never whip a
sick ogre
it resists, and
spills over
of love, is
still growing
an awful
thing war is
big big
harden into
things for us
God, of all
things, Knowing
if you turn
this corner
been at
this for what
been expecting
close to
this for years
addressing you at
be accomplished at
might say at
with pain at
this moment
all I said
even got up
fixed, as suggested
from what happened
needs to come
people are hungry
segregation and discrimination
to tell you
Woke up
this morning
and reacting to
this motive
our part in
this order
Can't we talk
Just think
this over
bad about
this whole thing
Relax -
This won't hurt
You ready for
this, smokers
And you
will go first
a thousand
will go up
I fall, someone
will notice
is built upon
will warrant
you would've
wished for us
to crown him
with laurel
died happy
with no fear
happy are you
with order
go along
with those things
to say
with those words
gon' wear
with your bird
dotted line
with your blood
yield it,
with your stings
Be Impeccable
with Your Word
on fire
with your words
set today, a 15-
year-old girl

with 1 extra syllable

up right here
amid horses
do is quit
being moral
three pages of
Burns's poems
who is
calling for this
owned by a shape-
changing ogre
wanted to
convince no one
shore of the
shores of the
cosmic ocean
a swarm of
crawling locusts
one of his
dawning moments
 
District Court Judge
certain He
doeth no sin
and stop
doing those things
loved your
drumming so much
to write
during those years
and don't
did not
They don't
even know it
who cared or
even noticed
Magic doesn't
exist, for him
these bars
exists no world
Water is for
fighting over
too, should
forgive your sin
Black uniforms, jackboots,
giving orders
got something
going for it
and we're not
going forward
I have the
healing potions
people are now
laughing over
of endowing a
living Homer
wasn't really
You're
looking for him
trouble comes
looking for us
and tender of
lyric poets
prospect for
marriage or kids
has no
meaning for us
better leadership in
is our strategy
seemingly we're not
moving forward
fifteen or twenty
native soldiers
have done
nothing for him
is doing
nothing for it
and cynicism move
nothing forward
entities are
paying for him
mortal there lies
something nobler
the possibility of
spilling over
constant ceaseless
striving for it
there and
waiting for him
being kept
waiting for months
stands, motionless,
waiting for us
 
waiting-forthe-sun
the art of
walking forward
end up
working for one

with 2 extra syllables

many important but
alarming motives
seen across the
Atlantic Ocean
will be
debated for years
but was
decisive for it
fantasies, the whole
demented torture
manage private and
domestic quarrel
though I sensed
everything close-up
hereditary coteries of
exclusive nobles
heart of the
existing order
the world's only
exploding ogre
highly dynamic, rapidly
extending, order
and died the
following morning
They were
to have been
following orders
opposite of
following your bliss
shoulder responsibility for
obeying orders
founded on the
opposite notice
fighter over the
oppressing soldier
of princes and
privileged orders
when we are
projecting forward
and establishing the
socialist order
to be worth
squabbling over
of the nation's
strategic forces
way to combat
subversive forces
all kinds of
surprising sources

with 3 extra syllables

 
Advertising slogans
who was
celebrated for this
these children in
continuing doses
humane and just
economic order
against ancient and
overwhelming forces
obedient, disciplined and
regimented soldier
I'm a
terrifying ogre
from the most
unexpected sources

with 4 extra syllables

are acting from
idealistic motives
hampered by these
idealistic slogans