exact syllable matches

a lie told

and pushed around
It was written

by bullies

Perhaps influenced

by cushy

backbone is occupied

by fluorine

morose, and marked

by fury

realised only

by good means

Trials

by juries

requested a trial

right, a trial
to a trial
Trial

by jury

Gilbert, Trial

Trials

by Jury

he is beheaded

by Yuri

way a

child should be

to achieve their

childhood dreams

Really Achieving Your

Childhood Dreams

as the

eye could see

where his

eyes should be

happened because

Fi pushed me

I was

less than

five foot three

you

guys could be

ever thought

just wish
Lost as
me what
of what
saw what
these powers,
thought that
you said
you thought

I could be

So happy

I could bleed

only place

real, something

I could feel

and that

I could leave

I endured,

I could scream

a time

but pleased,
far as
of her
only equalizer
see what
That's all
world and

I could see

own, perhaps

I could sleep

waited until

I could speak

Someone

I could teach

Harvey if

I could, please

and who

being who
I feel
I think
is what
me what
not what
not where
not, but
seems like
the way
thought that
where

I should be

isn't what

I should feel

spring and

I should leave

correctly what

I should see

door and

I thought
just thought
was, who
your custom,

I would be

in stuff

I would eat

I know

me, how
wondered how

I would feel

You agreed

I would leave

the goals

I would seek

courage to live

you're living your

life fully

what human

life should be

remember how

life should feel

 

Like Brooke Shields

Something cute,

like cookie

 

like fury

you don't act

like pussies

it's okay to

like pussy

of Men Who

Like Pussy

I look

like rookie

Hope you

sure don't operate

like rookies

shell, then, and

live fully

father, my brother,

to pay off

my bookie

about to pop

has been tasting
just care about
Take away

my cookies

Feast on

my fury

you're losing me

my jury

a flute in

hand and patted
that lube for
you done with

my pussy

thinking about a

nice cookie

a basket of

nice goodies

can capture a

ever killed a
Gift of the
I hit a
track down another
up on a

Night Fury

It's a

NIGHT FURY

what Bill

Nye would see

Isn't that

right, Pookie

 

Schweinfurt green

Only one

side would heal

how this

spy could be

short their

time would be

This

time, you're free

be happy

fuckheads doing
Hey Officer,
life fully
the lawn
you do

while you're here

Nazis with a

white fury

Wellesley, all

white jury

like a little

white pussy

law, and

why should we

don't know

even know
I know
Is that
it's not
nor care
not know
tell me
tell you
That's
that's not
this not
understanding of
you know

why you're here

 

Why you're here

what a

wife should be

And your ex-

wife's pussy

to be sixth ex-

wife's tushy

and the

wind could hear

with 1 extra syllable

 

Alive, you're free

per me

Gentiles should see

with 2 extra syllables

pussy, velvet pussy,

naugahyde pussy

than it

otherwise would be