exact syllable matches

considerable bulk,

4 inches long

 

Bloke in the park

target, and

blown him apart

was

you,

born in a barn

and

both ears cut off

you

both in the shot

are

both in the wrong

her vision,

choking her thoughts

in the

closeness of God

Japanese

combs, which were arched

my

course in the stars

just

don't give a darn

men

don't hit the wall

The

door in a jar

sees the

door is ajar

the neighbor's

door is unlocked

back

door with the saw

how few

doors it unlocks

the

floor in a waltz

A

folding bucksaw

country are

folding up shop

little too smart

for Cinderblock

simplest plant,

for instance moss

you

for is a job

was paid

for it abroad

and an abbreviation

for symphorol

Boston word

for weird, bizarre

no time

for winter ball

sex, forbidden books,

forbidden thoughts

customer then

forfeits the bond

whatever

form, is the art

was added,

forming a cross

six feet

four inches long

gone three,

four minutes tops

got the

ghost sticker on

all

don't
finally
I

glow in the dark

 

glow-in-the-dark

it

glows in the dark

Let's

go hit some balls

Let's

go kick some bot

to

go sing a song

they

go with the cloth

to

go with the song

to let

go, drift apart

shots continued,

goading us on

dog

goes in a car

We're

going across

countrymen, we are

going afar

 

gold diggers are

but

grope in the dark

Stock to

grow rich upon

Hopefully not

time, we've been

growing apart

He

grows in the dark

And she's

holding a bomb

on it,

holding a box

 

holding aloft

short Filipino

holding her arm

the guy

holding the ball

 

holding the cards

a

hole in a wall

big

hole in her heart

the

hole in the log

a

big
that
the

hole in the wall

put

some

holes in the box

artist

home in a box

went

home in a cart

has

Joe been a blonde

when

Joe hit the ball

my

Joe, in her arms

already

knows in her heart

its

load in a wall

the

Lord in the song

You've been

moaning a lot

doubt, to

more distant stars

didn't have

no crystal ball

can

no hit curve ball

mama and

no litter box

shi

no shisha da

mankind have

no written law

 

No, it does not

Nick

Nolte is a cop

to

nose with the cops

up,

oh, in a knot

 

Oh, it's a doll

 

Oh, it's just Mom

It's a thirty-year-

old single malt

 

Olympus Mons

From baby

or children's talk

off

or in a box

springtime

or in the fall

exist,

or is a rock

vision

or it does not

Queen

or kill the law

 

or Schinus molle

start out

own chicken farm

own their

own little shops

answering

phones in the squad

 

poking along

 

quartz-crystal clock

 

quartz-crystal clocks

status

quo is the starch

 

Quoted from Col

straight

road in a car

the

road in the dark

egg to come

rollin' along

but I keep

Money keeps on

rolling along

 

rolling up on

 

Rome is the mob

 

rose twisted-stalk

in

short is the heart

at your

short little arms

 

shorts in a knot

 

shorts in a wad

at a

show in Milan

am

so in the wrong

its never

so little scar

bird

soars in a calm

and

stored in a box

a

stroll in the park

but

those fish were small

of

those in the top

What are

those interests, John

cheaply

those lives were bought

none of

those things along

I'll

throw in a fart

 

throw in the bark

 

throw in the cards

Originals are

throwing a ball

of

toads in a pond

dimensions and

tore him apart

That

war is a god

contemporary

war is a shock

at

war with the clock

she

won't quit her job

identity with

your Beloved God

admirable, and

your biggest flaw

printed on

your business card

heaven of

your Christian god

beating of

your fearless heart

to grind

your finger off

quite put

your finger on

and keep

your fingers crossed

to cut

well keep

your fingers off

didn't hear

your inner thoughts

do with

your killer god

Put

your knickers on

and masticates

your nipples off

 

Your sister was

Right through

your twisted spark

Decomposition of

your witches plot

with 1 extra syllable

only

abode is the heart

in

accord with the laws

her illness

almost with alarm

all

being
I'm
never

alone in the dark

be

alone with the gods

has,

alone, in the dark

were

also in the plot

start

also in the star

but

also with the strong

the unpredictable

approaches of God

or anything

approaching a God

runt, a

borrowing from ront

probably a

borrowing from Scots

every

bozo in the bar

 

Bruno is the star

FUCK

CONCORD IN HER ARSE

the biggest non-

conformist of all

critical to

controlling the Fox

permanent

dipole in a bond

freedom of

disowning one's God

You're

distorting the Laws

our jobs,

which is

enforcing the law

were just

exploring the park

difficulty in

following her thoughts

sheets, simply

forgoing the tops

music

galore fills the shop

sane and

heroic of all

superficiality and

ignoring the law

facing reality,

ignoring the odds

to

Kyoto in the fall

the circuits in

microchips apart

be

performed in the job

from someone

performing the job

that

Pharaoh is a god

concert

platform in the park

thing about

upholding the law

orange and

yellow in Vermont

with 2 extra syllables

might be a

metaphorical sock

attacking and

overthrowing the gods

it

tomorrow in the park

with 3 extra syllables

a

superhero with a hod