exact syllable matches

else comes -
sometime when
Nothin' like
a polite threat
to
a word I said
heard
a word I've said
the ceiling
above my bed
a foot
hands raised
only inches
Right
the branches
the tiles
above my head
that are
above my strength
want to go
above myself
all sorts
among my friends
I was going
berserk myself
feels extremely
burdened by them
are
but a child, eh
alpine
butterfly bend
alpine
butterfly bends
monsters with a
butterfly net
 
butterfly nets
to catch a
butterfly, when
dollars and one
certified check
 
certified checks
system has not
certified them
taking a
color blind test
I picked that
color myself
will
come a time when
There
comes a time when
the moral
compass by them
Have I
covered my end
PICKED OUT THE
CURTAINS MYSELF
my heart
doesn't find them
average person
doesn't like them
because she
doesn't live there
back
front
rear
double biceps
 
double blind test
 
double-blind test
 
double-blind tests
kill a half-
dozen white men
are more like
fertilized cells
genes from a
fertilized egg
yet they are
fertilized eggs
down
from a high ledge
recognize, perhaps
from a nightmare
then awakes
from her nightmare
fell
from the sky dead
Possibly
from the widespread
learned
from the wise men
or
from yer nightmares
in
front of my friends
the
front of my head
feet in
front of myself
hollow of a
funnel-like web
you
heard what I said
all inside
her drum-like head
I'll wake
her up myself
to confront
her worst nightmare
 
Humble thyselves
and be
humbled by them
Divide a
hundred by twelve
it was
It's
just a nightmare
It has
just arrived there
don't you
just oblige them
That's
just what I said
in some fashion
justifies them
how would we
justify them
in the
London Times, Dec
 
Love 'em, myself
my door
lurks a nightmare
To
merchandise them
losing too
me so
much of myself
 
Murder by Death
of the
murders, I'm there
eyes and I
muzzle myself
I'll get Gladys'
number myself
out
of a guy's chest
cauterization
of a life thread
a bit
and feeding
out
of a nightmare
given quantity
of confined air
lack
of gun crime, eh
every inch
of her myself
out
of love, I guess
top
of some guy's head
end
of the line, yes
Works
of the Mind, ed
nauseous ugliness
of the nightmare
Respectful
of the right men
out
of the sky, dead
rest
of the time, well
most
of the time, yes
Because
intent
out
of what I said
calque
of World Wide Web
fooling no
No
of no
thank no
that no
one but myself
 
One must die well
hurt
you're
one of my friends
in
took
one of my legs
made that
one up myself
what the
other side meant
or the
other, I swear
not as
others find them
And many
karma involving
lot of
to countless
others like them
business if
others mind theirs
but it is
otherwise rare
a sweet
person like Ed
know this
person quite well
chests and
pumped up biceps
my head,
rustle my hair
 
serpentine belt
 
serpentine belts
Except
some of my hair
friends with
someone like Blair
is the
The
stuff of nightmares
dream become
in just
such a nightmare
all the
suckers by then
produce
the cuts by then
of
the Flood, I guess
watch
the fun while they're
with
the girl, I swear
one of
the herd myself
Whats
the one right there
But
the third wife, heh
Not
wasn't
the world I left
pizza in
the world myself
on
over
to
the World Wide Web
in across
the worldwide web
computer and
flies in
the world-wide web
ate,
the worse I felt
monopolize all
the worthwhile men
a bit of
have any stomach
trouble myself
You got
trouble, my friends
very little
troubled by them
supposed to
trust but myself
crew,
um, but I wept
we're going to
un-alive them
magazines hidden
to sing
under my bed
you're lying
under my bench
while you're
under my care
a wetsuit
under my dress
really getting
under my shell
I've
undone myself
minds hitherto
untouched by them
end
up just like them
It's a
Vulcan mind-meld
disappearing rabbits
were a nightmare
wish I
were drunk myself
Ugh,
what a nightmare
 
What a nightmare
 
What, from myself
I
wonder myself
other
world, just like them
were 40 years
younger myself

with 1 extra syllable

which we
afterwards find them
by trying to
allegorise them
past sins, then
to have to
alphabetize them
that beautiful
animal right there
They're just
animals, I guess
gonna lose
another flight lead
Maybe in
another life, eh
just to become
another myself
Well maybe
another time then
 
another time, then
Every
artist's worst nightmare
It'll be
bearable, I guess
dreams have
game would
the dream
become a nightmare
I am
become a swineherd
You've
become just like them
the
bravest of my sex
Go to
Canada my friend
typically kill and
cannibalize them
label them or
categorize them
the
center of my head
to
changes of nine bells
end of
cinema right there
your fellow
citizens, my friends
the
collar of my dress
the
color of my hair
 
colorful, I guess
distributors, the
commercial life ends
to righteousness I
conducted myself
in jail for
criminal libel
be a
criminal, I guess
Put the
cucumber right there
the
current World Wide Web
he is
determined by them
had a
different life there
It's a
different mind-set
give for a
different nightmare
blessed enough to
discover myself
It
doesn't work, my friends
 
either of my legs
I meant his
eternal nightmare
in a
fashion unlike theirs
that's every
father's worst nightmare
 
featherless biped
Originally a
feminine i-stem
with your
feminine side, yes
for being
not exactly
feminine, I guess
me to go
Fuddrucker myself
old
German front line trench
We're
gonna surprise them
if we're
gonna survive them
Wolf in your
grandmother's nightdress
the
guidance of wise men
but it
hasn't arrived yet
I
haven't done my hair
humanity were
honest, upright men
What a
horrible nightmare
dreams and such
filled with such
horrible nightmares
a chicken to
hundred-ton nightmares
Greed and
ignorance, my friend
direction and
implement like hell
I play six
instruments, myself
THIS
ISN'T WHAT I MEANT
Actually, he's
kinda alive dead
under the
label of libel
Each
layer must dry well
Blackburn and
Lionel White, ed
that
little girl right there
a
little girl, I've said
a
little hurt, I guess
The
little one-eyed wench
having a
marvelous time there
not always
master of myself
amazing alternative
medicine like theirs
the
middle of my head
the
middle of Times Square
I love this
militant mindset
would a
mischievous child's neck
It's not
natural, my friend
he would
never arrive there
 
Oliver White, eh
Amor
omnibus idem
returns in an
optional side-quest
found
other work by then
even in
our worst nightmares
Damocles
over the guy's head
think
over what I've said
be the
owner of thyself
greets,
people touch my hair
away little
had recognized
pieces of myself
the
pleasure of my friends
rationalist, a
portrait of myself
all things
reverence thy Self
Above all things
reverence thyself
her
ribbon burned my flesh
 
Skinner touched my legs
a
snippet of my hair
complete my
station tonight, chef
a
symptom of high stress
up from this
your worst most
terrible nightmare
to have incredibly
terrible nightmares
They
treated us like pets
ultimate horror, the
ultimate nightmare
this wasn't the
usual cryfest
to solve this
vegetable nightmare
not-evil
version of my friends
the best
truer, shinier
version of myself
such a
vision of myself
Guys
wanna touch my chest
That
wasn't what I meant
souls, the
Weaver of nightmares
because you
weren't alive yet
of a New
Westerner myself
That
would've hurt like hell

with 2 extra syllables

excommunicate them, they
anathematize them
and
animals were my pets
got
another one right there
care about
even blame
rely on
anyone but myself
to the
area of Jaipur
your mediate-induced, paranoid,
delusional nightmares
by images of
depersonalized sex
as a
description of myself
strange
emotions of my friend
light
encircled the child's head
a first-rate
example of myself
as an
extension of myself
because the
government confined them
from blindness and
indifference myself
that burning
literature I smell
the
origin of life's breath
familiar with the
particulars myself
a
period of time, yes
A little
presumptuous I guess
abomination and
capital crime,
chapter, is
heresies were
homosexuality is
verse 17,
will be
punishable by death
is
punishable, by death
been a
reflection of myself
and
do
I
you
remember what I said
 
Remember what I said
go being
reminded of myself
exact
replica of my head
That's
ridiculous right there
mind, the
subconscious, the nightmare

with 3 extra syllables

the
elevation of my sex
the
manufacture of white lead
you
miserable, just like them
in quiet
paralysis of life-death
 
Podilymbus podiceps
 
Unmentionables, I said