exact syllable matches

what time

are we eating

How

are we feeling

 

Broadly speaking

what they

call real bleeping

when she

called me weeping

He

caught me sleeping

 

Charles Reis Felix

a cup of

coffee, even

 

Doth he feel it

 

Doth he hear it

out to

Foggy Creek Bridge

until

Foxx sees me hit

Another

Froggy Evening

to

God, we mean it

Now we

got Bebe's Kids

-

Gottfried Leibniz

It's

hardly even

You can

hardly feel it

off you

you could

hardly hear it

invention I've

hardly seen him

Executive-produced by

that looks like

Joaquin Phoenix

possible to

not keep secrets

does

not mean real things

does

not see these things

who did

not speak Swedish

Come

your coats
your knickers

on, we're leaving

and going to

party meetings

 

poly theist

Eloquently,

softly speaking

And I'm

sorry we did

sort of

spa retreat thing

It

was me, BREATHING

My Dog's Butt

was releasing

can't

watch me be killed

with 1 extra syllable

of people

cannot keep secrets

I write,

nobody reads it

 

Nobody sees him

sure that

nobody sees it

Ain't

nobody sleeping

 

Nobody's leaving

fucking

Outlaw, here he is

because you hurt

somebody's feelings

with 2 extra syllables

I think

everybody here is

the way

everybody sees it

I haven't ruined

everybody's evening

 

Everybody's leaving

Now,

everybody's seen it