It was a Dream

(a romantic phishing scam random generator love poem)

It was a dream. The glades are tennantless. I will be squinting in the sunset.

We will filch their Beechnuts from the sleeping pans. Then we will harvest their organs using tiny silver spoons.

It was joyful. I wait with indignant apprehension. We will make the love of machines. It will be acceptable. Indifferent waves regarded. Grapefruit and little rubber washers cannot detain us.

For this I thank you much. It needs giving time. Allocating locomotives in the soft sand of hope. Chasing the cheese chomper. Bringing good pummeling and strange eating habits. Face your game wear.

Seeing your photos. Star wax and skiggles. Line drive and winning in the cool cool light. Big had discussion of conscriptive potentials. Mean smiles glinting listlessly.

Not it should matter? Atmospheric overloading. Stealing rude campers in forrest picnic basketcases. Laughing in pain at the glass sharded sky captain.

Next time same week?