Thursday

she's graminvorous

She's graminvorou as hearty wheat. Quip of shape. Earnest feet. Sore toed. Corned and bunioned. She bucaneer
boat wile. Over the odysseusus. She frontispiece to her covert mantle. She serenade investigative processual tic of her trade. Gazebo and porous hinky-dinky she's walking the branch of wet water. Sauntering the elm oak, knackering off the tine . She's middling the grass as toting the wear. Its not mineral or fakery . Its she there. As the stare won sea.