exact syllable matches

me the

blue French horn

um, to the

blue jello

 

Butte Meadows

What

do men know

seta

setas

do tempo

Prostitute

Duke fell for

friend, that pathetic

fool Taro

this, an April

Fool's memo

pages, and use them

for--

Dead

Jews, dead Poles

will not

lose their form

will never

lose their glow

They

lose their homes

let them

lose their souls

I can't

I won't
we will

lose them both

we didn't

lose them, no

Nat Perrin and

Written by

Lou Breslow

poetry could

move them so

we just

move there, yo

must be the

new airport

got a

over your

new cell phone

and made

new fresh clothes

can be my

new henchfolk

should find a

new mentor

are approaching a

new threshold

Hello,

new West Coast

 

Nouvelle Rome

 

Nouvelle York

 

Nunes memo

with in-ground

pool next door

a Montanist heretic,

No wonder,
rishi on this
they found the

poor fellow

in the

room next door

Forget the

school dress code

 

shoepeg corn

sky is

so blue, then,Oh

Oh shoot,

there's- oh

Coined in analogy

to airforce

allow yourself

to bare more

no one

nobody appears

to care for

is sent

might lead

to death row

no obstruction due

to echo

elbow

to elbow

has been able

I am instructed
President had vowed
something I'm trying
to teach, and

to enforce

ring us up

to enrol

Are you here

to enroll

character he has

to escort

have been trying

to export

adapted it

to fresh corn

you're going

to get both

gonna have

just have
they're afraid
You have

to get close

is going

it starts
yummy food

to get cold

all prejudices,

always trying
enough money
got
I have
I need
I supposed
in order
just want
kids trying
me how
music, tryin'
no way
out how
sit anywhere
so desperate
trying
we have
we supposed
you trying
You want

to get home

want y'all

to get low

and try

often easier

to get more

Are starting

really going
want him

to get old

not seek

to get stoned

go through

to get those

just want

to get warm

willing to retreat

to ghettos

Worth going

to hell for

Actually

all want
but have
choice but
didn't want
don't want
finally have
I'm about
Learning
never wanted
of strength
perfect moment
survive is
Tell them
to do
to learn
To unload,
was hard
was time
You fight
you have
You're struggling

to let go

issue, refusing

to LET GO

gold does

to men's souls

got a chance

to mentor

I need

to read more

Mexico try

you want

to send home

the ability

to sense souls

Democrat wants

Republican wants

to spend more

have money

to spend, oh

and from wine

to Sterno

Nobody listens

to techno

monetary expansion

to their board

shook them

to their core

and grief

to their foes

to get

to their goal

in triumph

to their home

scatter back

sent back
stay closer
to return
war frontiers

to their homes

were servile

to their lords

each

minds attentive
the same

to their own

chemical addiction

to their phones

embraced totally

to their soul

very essence,

to their Soul

and right

trace them

to their source

are fastened

to their throne

an encumbrance

to their Volk

and add

to their woes

hand it

to them, though

you get

to wear clothes

I forgot

to wear shorts

considers its empire

patriotism is often
shell, now become
shoulders may be

too narrow

Is this

too yellow

living, not a

tool therefore

With

two escorts

power in those

two metros

 

two pennorth

 

two pennorths

on, you

two, let's go

deadly, as a

kind of a

two-edged sword

 

two-edged swords

still gotta

use em, yo

activity to

so disposed,

use them both

the translation

used, where known

month of the

Usenet post

for those

who said no

A man

who says no

almost know

who they're for

kill who

you care for

the guy

you fell for

a thing to

you fellows

but then

them, then

you get bored

birth when

butt when
for when
it when
the time
time did
you when

you get home

to make

you get more

and let

you get so

How did

you get those

Where did

you GET THOSE

for war,

you get war

Thank

you Jethro

guy that

That's when
Why'd

you let go

out and

tell her
you meant

you said no

Who would

you send home

long were

you there for

buffa, as

own, as
Sid, as
stupid, as
Which

you well know

I thought

We thought

you went home

Or are

you yellow

gonna lie to

you, Celso

felt bad for

I am begging
quick stop, do
teaming up with

you, Enzo

And to

you, they're gold

 

You'll get bored

don't bend,

you'll get broke

 

You'll get home

with 1 extra syllable

the blast

consumes them both

 

huemul del norte

if I'm put

into escrow

those ugly rocks

into gemstones

and shut up

men are crammed

into ghettos

actually get

into less wars

their way

into next door

universe up

into ten drawers

the food

into their bowls

sew it

into their clothes

assassin back

into their fold

to descend

into their hole

took me

we'll move

into their homes

can come

comes completely
were coming
witches come
would come

into their own

be made

into their robes

Brazil and

Mexico,resumed their growth

victory or

rescue sex trope

with 2 extra syllables

 

absolute threshold

 

absolute thresholds