 who was worthy of the world [Full Poem] [Temp. 0.261]

 who was worthy of the world
  I was the one who said that I was a contract to the streets of the streets and the sun will be a white window
  and the counter could be the world of a stranger in the dark where the world was back to the street with the little track
  of the earth and the walls are dressed in the street and the sun came out of the street
  and the other was the sun singing the world of the man who looked at me and we were always the way to the world
  and the way the whole thing they were all working about the man who was best for a while
  and I walked across the street to the side of the barn--
  the whiskey is a great woman and the streets and the streets and
  the side of the streets, and the sun is sung
  and the streets the stars are still split their cars and
  stars and the streets of mind and the sun goes on
  and the sun was still showing the streets of the streets
  and the first time I watched them all over the track
  and I walked out to the bathroom and the sun came out and we walked away.
  he was a crucifix in the morning, the cat walks away from the corner and the sun came out of the counter
  and the cats walked away from the bathroom and the sun comes out of the street and we are all along with the streets
  and a bunch of bread and smart like a peach of a beating sound, a butterfly
  and the stars and the world the world is a giant sexual poet who worked at the track
  and the counters walked into the street and we went out to the window
  and the children were not so good at another stupid
  and he was still a chance to get there
  like a chariot store and the sun is still there with a strange and sole piece of an old suit
  and the sun comes out of the street and the streets are gone
  and the man walks away from the bathroom
  and the silence was clearer and a starving store
  and the sun singing the light of the sun and sun
  and the color of the world was a chance,
  and the world was a face of an animal
  and the man who had been for the world
  when I said, I was a fire once again
  and the track stood there with him and
  she was a complete cat
  and she was a bad message
  and he said, "I am a friend of a woman
  and I said, I thought you can't sleep.
  she said, I'm not sex, I am a winner.
  when you got the gods of the other woman and I watched the world
  you can get anything to do to see you
  and I walked over and pulled out the door
  but I don't want to see the trucks of the streets
  and the bars were going to get the sound of the street
  and the cops were not finished.
  the lady in the air and the storm and the sun came down
  and the doc lay in a chair and he was a couple of beads and
  a beer, and then I walked in a couple of picking up and drove off the back and
  saying, "he had a book at a time, then he was a chance to see him and she said,
  "I don't like the world who does you want to see that you don't like this thing I wanted much to do it and he said, you got all the doors of poems? I am alone and my wife and nobody wants to do
  that we want to see you again.
  the other tooth of the streets walked in the sunlight and the simple and the world was back in the
  radio, and I walked into the counter and the sun came out and walked around and
  and I walked over and pulled at me and he said, "I don't like the truth"
  "I don't want to see that you're still there and I don't like them all, I want to see the truth"
  "I want to see you, I'll go the drink!"
  "I don't want to see you, you got any of the bars," I said, "I don't like them all," I told him,
 "what are you doing?" I asked.
  "I don't know what to do is that you can't be able to see you to do it and make you think that
 we're following the streets or a long time with a grand tune fighting about your pulling your stories and some of them the screaming of the world
 and your books and the sun don't come back."
  "I am going to get your better than any of them that we can't believe it."
  "I don't know when you got the money to the man with the gods are my old fat good or
 there and the way they were all right, but you don't know why I am doing
 there in a woman who wanted to be there at a time to think about
 the way to see the screaming and the sun comes out of the streetcorner and the walls of the street was there
 they were all watching the bullet in the wind and the beer and the state of an old woman told me, "Hey, you got something to do is that they were coming out of the
 street and you can't believe it will always be alone with your transparent self
 and your lover comes to your lover and all you can't
 believe it.
  they were always there and I walk alone and when you got the best and
 leave them all the way to the track or the sun coming out of
 the bar to the first time you should be a supposed pain
 and a dead couple of straight and sound and
 like a bad monkey and your press
 and your screaming the elevator and the sun comes out of
 their faces, the stars and the streets and the bottles of the last color
 starting and the street conditions of the boys who were all the other way to the man with the last of the first time you were the only one that was all right
 and the dead comedian and the dead man we are all so strange about the world.
 and I said, they were always the way to the way to the world.
  I walked off to a basket of stories and the trailers and
 stars and the streets and the color of the brush and the left one
 and a boy who was there and the other was
 and he was always the man who had to be a drink.
  "I don't know why I wanted to see the other day and all you don't know why I mean?"
  I said, "I don't like the man who does it some men with me in a cross."
  "I don't know what I wanted to do it anymore."
  "I don't want to see you."
  "I don't like the truth" I told him.
  "I don't like the time you want to do is got a hard," I said.
  "you got any retired and hard to see you better get the world with your god, you're so strange?"
  "I don't want to see you again."
  "I don't like the truth" she asked.
  "I don't want to see you."
  "I'll get a real bashbell on the track and said, "you got any of the
  whole world and the street is a piece of ass or the
  window and the police statement and some man who was a fool, and
  I don't want to be a woman and I walked in and
  saying it was a man and a poem is a big man and I wasn't an old woman
  and I said, and I said, I said, you could get a genius and we were all we are made of the boys once more?
  when I am not the other way that we are the worst of the boys who wanted to find the truth who was a
  chance to see the streets of drinks and the streets of the pair of the streetcar and the world of the truck
  and the storm and the last of the best things about the man who had to go to the
  walls where the drinks are closed and they were going to get the gamble and the way they were all watching the
  counter and one of them were there and the same thing they were all watching them and
  I walked off to the doorknob of the bar and then they are the same as they were all since they wanted to
  do is that I was all right, they were always there and
  they want to see the truth about the world
  and the other to be a big thing to see the screaming of the streets
  and the stars are crawling on the back to the window
  and the walls are ready to go and we are all alive
  and the sun is the dead are the same as they were there
  and the sun was stronger than the streets and
  the stars and the boys and the streets of the truck
  and the world is a big white throat
  and the whole world was like a woman who was
  almost like a traveling window and the bars will not see the pain of my blood and
  some of them all the other way to the world
  and the way they were always there and they were all the ones
  and the world was a stranger and the sun coming out of the street and
  the belly and the sun came out of the bathroom and the world was like a starving white light
  and the first time I thought about the red stores of the walls
  and the state of a bullet in the air
  and the walls are still there and they say they were all we were
  a big banX
  and I walked into the counter and I said,
  "I'm going to see you think that's what you can't
  know what I don't want you to be a good
  man. I'm going to talk to me, I'll be all right
  because I am going to see you
  barrace.
  I walked into the bathroom and I watched them all
  before I can't see you again.
  you were a great state of pitch and
  many of them poor and so good at all
  but they were all without a beer.
  they were all we are all so strange about the world
  and the streets are not so strong
  and the trucks of the sun singing at the track and
  and the wind blows a barber
  and the roar of the trailer was been a long time
  and the color is a cold smile
  and the dead boy was still alive
  and the cats walked over and the counter
  and the color of the dead seats and the streets and
  and the half-dragon and the sun came out of the walls
  and the price of the grass is spiritual and the same old son
  and the first time they were not going to stay with the track
  and the counters were all concerned with the body of
  the streets of the morning and the sun beats the streets
  and the sun slips into the coffee cups, the sun is the same track
  like a white shoe of a long time and the sun was still there
  before the police are crushed by the streets of the street and the sun singing the streets of the sun and the walls
  and the bearded stores of the breaking of the dead blood of the trumpets, and the other thing is the same
  thing that we are the same times a day with the poems about
  the grave, and they are all so strange and last night and the bars they were all without anybody or
  beautiful thing.
  the world was over and over and on.
  the sun is sung, and the last time I had a beer,
  and the wind blows back to the edge of the sun,
  and I walked out a little tone of a stranger and
  I walked across the rails and the streets and the track and the streets and
  bars, and the stars and the streets of strains and the streets
  and the bars we wet into the sunlight and the strange and the sun is still as
  a stranger with the screaming of the sun,
  the walls will not be seen their hands they will not do and walk
  and the streets are filled with the streets
  and the sun was still there and
  the bars were all around the streets
  and the stars and the day was there
  and the sun came to the streets
  and the last of the red rattles are filled with
  butterflies.
    the butterfly is the same time
  and the cats think we are all working
  and the man was beginning to stare
  and the cats walked away from the bathroom
  and the walls are like the world of the streets
  and the sun singing the bars,
  and they are the best thing that
  began to see the words
  the world was more than anybody
  and the crown of the stars
  and the sun is the spider to the streets
  and the champ of the belly and the sun
  and the way they stopped the beer
  and I sat down and said,
  "I don't like the woman anymore, I said, I'm going to walk on the way to the car
  and I walked over and the children walked around
  and the cats are free and we are all along the streets and the walls are crawling on the
  room and the bars waiting for a couple of poems
  and the parking lot of bars and the women and the streets of an old woman told me,
  the way the grass is always the other world of the radio,
  and I said, I said, I said, you can't see any
  other way.
    the clock took my back to the window, the whores and
  the world was gone.
    I watched the world and the sun will be crazy
  and the walls will never speak to me
  and I said, I want to see the streets
  and the stars are the strongest thing
  that I was all about the world
  and the world of the streets
  and the streets are still alive.
    I watched the streets of power and the sun singing the streets
  and the last time we are all singing and the last time he was
  a big thing at a time and then I walked off
  the cat with a big woman and
  I walked off to my car and the color of a beating
  little blonde with a bastard, a big banX
  changed and smiled at the door and the sun came in
  and the last head of the street was a big grave,
  and the phone rang
  and the color of the sun singing a part
  and a big ticket of blood and sound and
  are the same as the police are cleared the
  streets and the counters he was a big thing alone
  and I walked into the coffee and then he was a big thing
  and I said, I said, "I don't like the man who has a friend or maiden of this?"
  "I don't know why I want you to be a long time and your lover want to do it and say you are a few minutes for you, I want to get along with you, you don't like the man who worked at the track again and she said you can take a bad blonce which I wanted to be a little to think of your thoughts and your books are not still alive, and I don't like the man who worked over and sit on the walls and the street comes out of the stairway to the world of the bar and the grass is fine and for the rest of the horses and the streets when you got the world and the man walked out of the window and it will be all right, I don't like the man who did you want to see you have a big butterfly and the other thing I wanted to be a writer from the womb of my wife and the sun is the main sandwich of my blue sky and the world was a red bone and the sun cursed them in the sunlight, and the way the way you don't know why they were surprised at the streets of old poems and
  the streets of white tears and lovers and the streets of stories and the stars and the sun in the street and the sun comes out of the sunlight and the sun singing and the old man with the streets of the stars and the streets when the sun sings in the streets
  and the streets are forgotten and strangers and the flowers and the streets of streets
  and the sun completely speaking about the streets of part of the stars and the streets and the track of the track
  and the wind blows a barbed cellar started the streets of the streets and the man with the clock and the radio and the freeway at the stars and the sun comes out of the bathroom and the radio and the day was low and the sun came in
  and the last week was still alive, and then he was a beer and he said,
  "I don't like the man who didn't want to see the truth"
  "I don't know where you can't be a stranger!"
  "I'll give you the racetrack!" I said, "I'll be there. . ."
  "I don't like the world in a couple of time to get there."
  "I'll be a lot of musicians and men will be there."
  "I don't like it that I would be a woman and I wonder if I wanted to get the first time I got there are more than a man with the storm and she said, "I don't like the man who didn't want to see you think that it's all right. I don't want to see you are an old man and women were going to get the side of a big turkey.
  I don't like the truth with a bad bitch. I want to get a ticket. the next day we went out of the way to me. I walked off the window and the door was still a man with a black for a while the other is still as if I were all working about the car. I watched the streetcorner that he was still there was a man who thinks I was there to know where I was a fish or a part of the man. I watched the letter and he said, "I won't come to Savan Wandalline" and I walked in a couple of stories and farts and horses and souls and the streets we are all screaming about the world of an animal.
  "I'll give you the last night I got up and walked around and there was a glass to the street."
  "You're a big man, you're screaming it out of the window?" she said.
  "I'm going to see you the stranger!"
  Said the Chief War Canto Get a coffee cup of chairs. She was a big literary lady in the freezem and the walls and the boy was better than anybody who had to do it and he said, "I can't see about your drink."
  "I'll give ya the day I want to see you again."
  "I'll give you a story and I said, I'm going to stay where you were a beautiful state, I thought you're a big ticket on the way of a big toe" and I'll take it all over the way to the Path on the street back to the bathroom and you'll send you all over the world on the bathroom and your book is a rock can you believe?
  I don't like the man who had a belly of things and he was a red bandaned white boy with a strawberry store and the world of my heart was a big thing about the world to be a little thing that he was going to be a bad woman and he said the old man said and still said the other way the little while I was a chance.
  "I'll be a long time for the boy and you're the one the sound of a big thing out of the way to save your thoughts in the morning?"
  "I'll get a man on the racetrack to the car. I watched the door to the car. I watched the street. The last time I was a big ticket out of the light. Somebody said the world was the same while. He was a cold stupid machine. "I'm going to stay in the streets to the last time you can't see the door with me. I can't sleep. He was a true lover in the wind. The clock stood there in the bathroom and said, "I'll be a lot of the women and I don't like the man who had to be a determaned but I'm going to stay with me and I heard the walls of the track with my mother and the state of a big literary woman and the truck was still a chance. The stars were all so the door was a bad legs.
  "I don't like the man to do it and walk on the street and said the way you can't see any more."
  "Well, I've been there and I'll see you the man who didn't want you to be a message to the morning?"
  "I'll give you the man who was the world out of the world of the street in the street -- "I don't like the money you can't be alone."
  "I'll give you the last time you've got a good night"
  What are you doing when you're a big ticket?
  What do you think I am a lonesome house?
  The country in the bathroom street before the children on the walls
  Where the black stones that be the street in the sky on the back and the sun comes over the side of the sky,
  and the white counters were a bullet in the street as the stars and the streets of the grass in the sun,
  the white spiders will not start,
  and the streets are crushed and the sun comes over the land
  and the color of the streets and the sun singing at the track
  and the sun was still passing their trails and the sun
  and the streets of the streets are the streets and the streets
  and the charity of the streets and the streets and the sun and the streets
  and the streets of the streets and the sun singing at the track
  and the streets are filled with the trailers and of the bones and the dead brain
  and the streets of the stars and the children were all with the sunlight
  and the contented woman walks and the streets walked to the window
  and the stars are great in the sunlight, and the whole thing they were all the time
  and the world is a cigarette and the sun comes out of the last dead window
  and the color of the grave, and the streets are all along with the streets
  the wind blows a dark counter and a ten thousand dollars
  and the stars and the counters walk their stockings and
  the stars and the sun singing their peace and the sun and
  breakfast as the sun falls through the sun and the streets
  the blood of the sun cannot be strangers and
  and the stars and the walls and the streets
  and the charity of the sun and the streets of the world
  the sun is calling their way to the streets
  and the company of the streets and the streets
  and the world of the streets of the sun will be the
  counters standing on the streets of the streets
  and the streets will be a dirty love of spoons
  and the stars and the streets of the dead are considered
  the belly and the streets of the sun is the same
  space and the streets of the sun goes to the walls
  the grass is going to be a day or the same thing about the world of an orange world,
  and the stars will not be like a crowd of pink spine
  and the color of the belly and the streets and the streets of an animal
  with a bad poem and the streets and the bars were still
  and the sun was still and the way the man we are all along
  and the way the sound of the world was still there
  and I walked into the backyard while I was a beer and
  the walls and the stars and the streets and
  the bars and the company and the streets
  and the streets will be a ballus of pain and
  a beer, and the streets are still there
  with the bathrobe of the streets
  and the sun came through the window
  and the sun singing a shadow on the street
  and the stretchers will not be a perfect mean and
  the streets of the light of the round and the streets
  and the supervisor walks and the stars and the streets
  and the sun singing at the end of the back the sun
  and the last of the red stretch of the bus to the world to the
  window, the perfect men we can get away from the barstool
  and the streets the white lights were sure and satisfaction and the sun singing their seats and the sun will be an old man and the body of a different person
  and the man was fine, and I walked to the street where the sun came through
  the side of the back to the streets of the world and the stars and the streets and
  the stars and the streets and the streets of the world and the sun singing at the streets
  and the sun singing the walls of the counters to the grass
  and the streets were always the grass of the box of the land,
  and the color of the street was a bad guy who was a few things
  and the world was a piece of an old suit
  and he was the part of the cars and the counters when he was a beer,
  and I walked into the bathroom and the sound of the bar
  and a bean we walked around and then stood there and we went into the
  track.
  "I don't like the truth" she said, "I don't know what I wanted to do is that all the little minutes, and I watched the woman and we were all the streets of children, and I walked in a company
  and the phone rang and the other is a child of
  streets. the other one of the bed is a day or
  a long time ago of a cigarette and we walked around and
  started and he walked to the window and walked off to
  the window, and then he said, "I don't want to see the dog of my been left him there with a long time."
  "I don't want to see that you were stranded, I don't know. I'm going to see you again."
  "I don't like the world in a world who does it for a while."
  "I don't want to see you again."
  "I don't like the time you've got to get there."
  "I don't like the truth" she asked.
  "I don't like the time you were all right, I said, you come back with your first time you can't believe it went back to your heart. I will take a picnic and we walked around and smiled at me, and I watched them all over the
  window, you could hear them all the way to the world and the music of the track and the way to the door was a beer.
  and the champ of the radio and the world was a stranger in the morning.
  the other thing is the only one that I am going to see the dog
  when they were all watching the bars and the streets of power and
  the pain and the bars were not so strange.
  they were so many things they were bad as they were
  alone.
  the other tooth of the trailer was a little while the other was
  alone.
  "I don't like the time you look at me alone in the morning and we'll get you the
  street and you could hardly do it all over the street and
  she said, "I don't like you that thing you want to do it all
  and then she said, you come to your stories, you were always with a bottle of wine
  and you're a beautiful son-of-a-bitch, you son-of-a-bitch, and you are the only one of the
  world and the dog between your legs, but the trucks of the boy was a
  bitch of party to be a dead concerto and a beautiful son-of-a-bitch or the last word
  and the people are so good at all
  in the morning.
  and the track is the same to the more and the streets of the boy
  they were all madhouses and their beautiful and or
  them all over and over and over and over
  their teeth. I am a man with the bars, I thought, I was a little but not as sure
  and the police are the same thing that was a big ticket and the dead dogs are the same thing they were all singing and the same as they were all we were all working to see
  the same we are the world about the boys of some of them and they say,
  "thank you, you're not going to see you, you were always with a man who was a
  big thing and the world was the person to me
  and I don't like the man who worked about my poems and the streets and
  the butterflies and your face of the road and the streets of stories and
  and I wonder if they want you to get the blues
  and the grass is green and the belly of the sun came down
  the crowd that was a bad monkey
  and the sun came out of the walls
  and the street was the same as the sun was
  the particle of the streets and the sun falling over
  the half-dragon and the streets of the world of the streets
  and the streets of the thread of the screen
  and the bathrobe of the sun and the streets and
  the streets of many a broken country
  and the sun singing the grass of the street
  and the sun comes out of the street and the sun comes out of the street
  and the champ of rain and the streets and the streets alone in the sun
  and the sun comes out of the streets of the belly
  and the streets of the streets of the track and the belly of a stranger
  and a beautiful storm and the streets and the stars and the sun singing the walls
  and the streets are still stinking in the streets
  and the bars will not be a bad message
  and the other and the school and the world was a fight
  and the world that she was a lonely time and the color of the
  world.
  he was the first time I had a perfect part of
  the streets of poems and the sun and the other thing
  was able to be a dead and the counter
  and the stars and the bars were the part
  and the streets of the dead are the same as the streets are
  considered and the way they were not the same time and the track
  the cats walked on the track and the car was been looking at the window
  and the sun singing the bars and the streets are closed and the sun came out and
  standing around the streets of stone and streets
  and the streets of the barn waiting to see the track
  and the stars are supposed to be a beautiful store
  and the streets of the streets and the sun comes out of the streets
  and the sun singing the streets and the stars and the sun is the sun and
  and the stars and the blocks of the landlord
  and the stars and the sun comes out of the streets
  and the streets will be a grass of the streets
  the streets and the sea and the sun was the soul
  and the black stones of the soul they were all about
  the stars and the streets and the streets of grass
  and the sun singing the window and the color of the bones and the sun and
  the sea and the street was still there and the sun was still
  and the streets are still there in the streets
  the world was a child that seems to be a few things to come
  and the way they had to do with the bars and the streets of an old whiskey
  and the dead boy was still there and the sun was like a walker
  and we were the part of the stars
  and the champ of the butterflies and the bars come like a cold shoe
  and the sun and the streets of the belly and the sun singing a strange sun
  and the old man at the street where the bullets stand on the walls
  and the dog we were the bars of the bottle of the traffic
  and the color of the streets and the walls of the stock stockings in the
  streets of the street and the sun comes out of the room and the streets and
  the streets will be down at the stars and the walls of the sun
  and the walls are still a chair that was a big ticket
  and the grass is the soul that is a stranger in the streets
  and they say that the sun was still alive
  and all the other way to the streets of the bars
  and the secretaries were calling
  their lives and the world was the first time they are a man with the world
  that we are all so strange and dead and blood
  and the sun will be a bad woman
  and the other side of a bullet in the street
  and the other wasn't there and the sun came out and
  screamed.
  the other was a big thing about the time when the other simply are the dead boy
  and the walls are falling out of their tongues and the streets and the sun is the great white room
  and the stars and the streets and the streets of the stars and the streets and the streets and
  spiders and the stars and the sun came out of the dead and the sun got to the back of the walls
  where are the beats of the streets of an old suit and the sun cursed by the many things that were all we were
  beautiful and so strong,
  and the world was a face of an animal
  and the old woman with the streets and the streets
  and the world was a dead star and the street comes over the
  bottle and the sun came out and looked at me and said
  "I am a friend of poetryFian and a foreign thing to do with you
  and I am going to do is all the way to the other time of your stories
  and the way they were all working about the best and the sun cut off a woman
  and I walked into the corner and she said the other was the sun and
  dead bumper and he was a beer, and I said, and she was a beer, and I said,
  "you see, I'm going to see you again."
  "I don't like the other woman and I wasn't anybody that you are all with you, I don't like them all, I said, you are the one that you can't believe it was a drunken poem about the stories of the world and the world was a good one, and the world is a piece of ass and the stories of a walked in the
  walls.
  the radio is the best thing I wanted to see the truth about the truth who was always thinking of his friends and
  the streets of the poet and the way they are all we were so sad,
  "I want to get the world at 2 a.m."
  "you don't want to see you are a picture of straining and your shoes, you can't have to do is
  anything but a perfect death?"
  "you don't like the man who wanted to be there?"
  "I don't want you to be a long time to tell you if you can't be alone
  better."
  "yeah, I ain't going to do is the world at the track and she said,
  "you don't have to do it all over you."
  "goodbye."
  "I don't like the man must be a couple of stories."
  "you said you got any response of strange and young and so sort?
  and I walked off the window and along with the
  door with the bars, you know what to do with me, you were a
  good siren't beautiful and so all your books
  and I walked around and around the walls and
  the doc life and the dog between the roar of the bars, it's raining
  and the track is a week after all the window and the bars and the streets walked by
  the white looking and the sun came out of the window
  and the stately permanent starts the drink with the bars,
  the parking lot and the stars and the sun is the same time
  and the blood of the streets are still there at a time to stay
  and the sun was still there in the streets
  and the sun singing the walls of the world of the storm
  and the red stocking showers and the sun singing their blood and
  pain and singing and a dead delicious and
  person to the rooms of the streets
  and the streets of the soul in the street with the
  cars.
  the whores are the dead bodies and the world of the trailers
  and the track and the whole thing they were born to die and
  we were not a child's been coming to their
  watch.
  the man walks away the streets of spiders and
  beer
  and the world was back in the street
  and I walked into the coffee and walked out to the
  room and the children were always the
  bar.
  and I walked off to the car and we walked around
  and I walked into the corner and the bars walked to the
  red room and the counter still was a picture
  and the other was a big minol and the old man walked over
  and we all was there and I thought about the time and the dead wonderful of the boys
  and the trucks we are all singing and they were not going to stay with their country
  and they were not going to be a woman and they wanted to be a woman
  that I was all right
  but I wonder if I was a better saying about
  the other world.
  then the cat walks away.
  they were always the way to the street
  and the world was finished to come out of the window
  and the bathrobe of the bathrobber with a beating sky
  and I walked out to the door when he saw a woman says
  "I am going to talk to me."
  "I don't like the time you don't know, I thought you'd bet in the window, you got anorny
  and the lady in the street was called the front of the bars,
  and the gambler said the other was all right
  and the track and the bars stopped the bars and the sun comes out of
  the track and walked on a bar with the whiskey
  and the counter started and started the streets
  the cats and the world was still the street with the
  state and I thought they were all the way they were all right
  and the dogs were surprised at the track,
  and I walked into the bathroom and I took a bath of wine
  and I took a bath of my blood and
  the barn and the dogs and the bars, the chairs and the stars
  and the streets of the last of the streets and the streets and the streets and
  the barns the sun comes out of their tongues and the streets will be the sea
  and the sun singing their things and the world will be the sun will be standing in the
  walls.
  the gods were coming back and the dead soul started them
  and the streets will be the same thing
  and the streets are far away to the streets
  and the streets of the body of the streets
  and the stars and the world of the dead who wanted to
  be a bad beautiful sport or the street and the sun comes up and
  sitting on the street and the sun came out of the walls
  and the stars will have to keep it all
  and the way they say that we were always
  all of them that was always the same time
  and the stars will be the stranger that we are
  like a white good ticket and a beer and the belly and the sun came over and
  walked to the back and the grass in the sunlight
  and the day was worth the streets and some of them all
  beating them as a woman on the street and the sun came in
  and the sun came in the walls and the streets and the sun came out and walked out to the
  bar.
  it was a beautiful woman walked over and the dirty shirt and the stockings are still
  blowing their walls and the streets of paints and
  the stars and the horses and the sun singing the car was a big thing
  and the grave is the dead who did the many a walk of an old woman
  and the streets when they were all over the streets
  and the grass is a more and not so close to me
  and I walked out and learned the cat with a barbery while
  a quarter with a storm in the street
  and I walked over and sat down and
  pulled out the window
  and the last time I watched them all over the
  bar.
  I walked over and I looked at me as the one we were born to be a woman and
  when I was a man with the ladies of strangers and
  wine and the bars stop the streetcar and a bum who went on
  and then she was a big hot star and then she walked to the coffee cup
  and I walked into the bathroom and I walked off in a bar sack in the bathroom and she said,
  "I don't like the truth who won a long time with a small room and somebody was a
  good girl, I thought you've got to talk about you, I don't like the truth who works with you anywhere and he was a stranger?
  I am a freak or the barbed and the beer and the bars, you are the best thing that we are all so good at all
  but they were always the same tires and the streets of strangers and
  the other thing about the man who had the grand crisp and the world was a kind of ass, and they were all watching the
  window and the cats walked back to the window
  and the dogs were gone.
  the other side of the butterflies and the streets and the sun came down and
  we are the sound of the streets and the charity of the school and the sun coming and
  standing on the back to the street and walked to the window
  and the bathrobe of the street was a red bathroom on the table
  and the phone rang and the last time I looked at the table
  and the dog was still a man with a bad blonce
  and I walked into the car and the stretch of his study the drinks are closed
  and the sun came out of the street and he was a big thing there was a great wine and a beating the world
  and the way the long and long was walking through the window
  and the bathrobe of the street was a big bag
  and the champion of the hand of the sun and sun and
  power and the sun came out of the walls
  and the sun is clearing a cigarette and the bars were gone
  and the whiskey was crazy at the street and the world was a chair
  and the walls are as the sun sings in the sunlight
  and the sun singing the world and the streets and the last of the sun
  and the sun shines her back and forth and the last of the stars
  and the street was the same tired and the barn of the
  world.
  the people were not so strange and strange and stranger
  and the sun came out and walked to the corner
  and the last retired and the streets are closing
  the coffee and the sun is the same time
  and the streets are filled with the streets
  and the streets walking the streets toward the
  counter and the walls of the flowers and the bones of
  the shades of the streets and the sun singing a candle of
  stories and the flowers and the forks and the world
  and the streets of the storm and the streets and the stars
  the same thing they were the best and the many while they were crucified
  and the counters the spiders with their things and
  and they are all the way to the world
  and the streets are still there and the sun is so strange
  and the streets will be the street with the light of the belly
  the screaming of the streets and the world of the day was
  going over and over and over and over
  the streets of straight and the sun singing the seats of water
  and the charity of the streets and the streets and the streets and
  libraries of the stars and the floors of the sun and the streets
  and the streets of the streets and the sun comes out of the window
  and the sun is reading again, and the whores are not so strange
  and the same old store the streets walk into the sunlight
  and the white lights are gone, and the sun is still around the streets of the streets
  and the stars of the streets and the stars and the streets and
  the bars came out of the street and the streets and the streets and
  the streets while the track is blowing in the street to go to the bars,
  the sun singing their walls and the sun singing their beats the streets
  and the grass is a beautiful school and some of them all the way to them
  and the way they were all over the radio,
  and the whiskey and the streets are forced to be a coffee
  and the sun singing at the back of the world
  the clock in the bars to the side of the world
  and the streets are like a crowd of paper sometimes a chair
  and a puzzle of stone with a bad beautiful woman
  and the last time I watched the streets of power and
  many of them all the other way.
  they were locked in the window
  the children on the sidewalk and the streets and
  red bandages of the streets
  and the streets are coming over the streets
  and the day was still here and the sun comes out of the back and
  standing on the back and the sun came out of the bar
  and the steambrane at the shipping of the street
  and the other was a bad legs and the streets
  and the conversation was still alive
  and I leave a beer and I looked at the counter
  the whores and the streets will be a walk to the window
  and the counter stands a red storm and the streets
  and the dead complexities and the red dresser the dead seats of a
  wine but the dog we walked in a strange sound of the streets
  and the sun came out and along the walls and the dogs and
  fire.
  the bars went on and on and on a walker
  and the hair was still alive, and I walked into the track
  and I walked into the coffee and then he said,
  "I want to see the trucks of the world."
  "why do you have any of these who work with me?"
  "yeah. I always be a big big time with you
  and you can't have to do is that you can't
  say.
   I don't know why I gun better than you
  do it all with me that you want to see the truth
  and I walk like a cow walls and the world got some of the stockings
  and I walked over and I walked across the rails of the bars
  before they were all so strange and
  dead and the dog or a big bag
  and the walls were all with the world of the world
  and the way they were all so strange and the house
  that the elephants were all along the streets
  the stories of the dead who didn't want to see
  their mother's and the streets and the sun will be a woman
  who would see the bars and the streets will be a little
  and the world of the last time I was a long time ago
  and a woman who was still there at a pick of
  a dead card.
  a man had been a big stick of stories and
  a small child, I was a little thing that was a real bad women
  and he said, "I don't like the man who had a woman a shot of sort of poetry."
  "I don't like the world in a good bottle out of the window, and I went in to see you again, a good man. I don't like the man who was a child that I wanted to do that, I want to see you again. you can't see the woman and I haven't been there, and I want to see the world and the cans of stories and the world of the man who had to be a drink.
  I watched the streetcar and she said the other wasn't there.
  "I don't like the truth" I said, "I'll give you a big while."
  "I don't know when you got the best of the money. I told you to do is to see you. I know what I can't believe it."
  "I'll give you the way you were a great writer who wanted to be alone?"
  "I'll just say a cat on me!"
  "What are you doing?"
  "I'll give ya a paranoi don't see"
  "I'll be your face in the morning."
  "Why you are a big ticket?"
  "I'll give ya a seat by the racetrack."
  "I'll see him alone."
  "I'll give you a shot of door"
  "I'll be there anything but my father."
  "You see the scorching the street is so strong?"
  "I'll be doin' your stories and bumper dollars."
  "I don't like the strongest of the money."
  "I'll give ya a poet and you'll know when you were a beautiful stories?"
  "I'll give you the truck to your lover?"
  "Sure. So," I said, "I'll give you a son-of-a-bitch!
  The clock came out of the window, the door was still down the street."
  "I'll be a lot of them too late."
  "I'll be there and I want to see the words and words and I am
 I don't want to see you again you're going to get your back again and you'll let you talk to your head and said you're all that thing it was about you and I am a friend of the morning."
  "I'll get the man that I have to see you again?" I answered. "I don't like the woman in the morning."
  "I'll give you the truck to your lover and you can't be bad to be a coffee?"
  "I'll give you she was the one they want to do."
  "I'll be there and I said it was a stranger and the same old man."
  "Well, I'm going to see you again to see you again?" I asked.
  "I'll give you the money and you've got to see you back!"
  "Why, you think I was a good lady who was a fight out of bed?"
  "I'll be a little while the way they wanted to be a little while they were always too bad at the track.
  "I don't like the money in the morning."
  "I'll give you the parking lot and be better get your childhood in the morning?"
  "I'll give you a study of the man with your books on your legs, but the way they were standing at my back."
  The cat walks away from the bathroom and sat there with the bus stop burning the color of the streets of the day when they were on the table and the cats walked in a barber when they were all kind.
  "I don't like the man who did this and I have an elephant on a poet who should have known it?"
  "I'll give you the world out of the morning?" I asked me the left hand walked to the corner. It was a little time was still a man who should have to walk into the maintime when he was a big ticket of fat white stomach and his life and her books and he was a friend of the man who had a chance. He was the only one of the world that he was a beautiful soul that the dead could be a woman who was a fish and the street she said, "I don't like the truth" I said, "I don't like your country. I don't like the money in the morning. I watched her a cigarette and said you can't be a chance. She said, and you come all the way to the mailbox in the bathroom and you'll be a little while and the man walked out of the window and he's a red supper contraction and the other day you see the school and the man walked in a car and she said the other taste of the trumpet of the one the world is a stranger and the sun singing a storm and she said and he was going to see the stretchers of water and we were born to see about
 the way to the track and the color of the street was the world and the doctors said and dead and the bars and the counters said to him.
  "I'll take the track I was working on the table, I thought you're the one that lived?"
  "I'll get you the first time I can't be back."
  "Why?"
  "I'll give ya the cats to the other day and I went in to see the woman and we were all the time they were all we were. . ."
  "I'll give you that man on me," I told him.

  The door was still a little while I was a man who was going to get the state of his mother
 and he was a chance to see him and he said, "I'll be there anymore."
  "You better get the soul?" he said. "I'll be a lot of 3 days."
  She was a man who pulled and said, "I'll fight you thinking about you."
  "I'll just say that you were told you to see the doors."
  "I'll give ya the money to me!"
  "Why?" she said.
  "I'll get you the face!"
  The whole world started and said, "I'll give you a soon!"
  "I'll get you the main shorts!"
  She was a little time a child was still so strange.
  "I'm going to see you think about you!"
  "I'll give you a story to the main?"
  "I'll be right back to your letter, I'll be right back the stocking on the track and said, you're all right, I'll go the words, you're going to get the way you want to do is shit off it but you're so strange?"
  "I'll see you to be seen there was you and I am going to do it and say that you were standing at your stomach in the morning?"
  "I don't like the other thing."
  "I'll give you a shot of signed with me?"
  "I'll just say a few man's problem" and I wonder about the time to take a pick on the street. I watched the champ of the man in the street with a little store and the whore and the street was all right and they said they were all so slain and finally they were the pain of the trumpet of the man who was a chance to see him the man walked to the back and the bars went out and the world was gone.
  "I'll give you the champ" or the way the game is only yourself a child?"
  "I'll give ya a damned person who was the one who worked at the streets of stories and he was a child that had been there and I walked out of the bathroom and the long coffee and the world was like a big turkey walked away. She said, "I'll get you the truck to shut up!"
  "I'll give ya a lot of a big ticket out of the window? I can't believe it" come on, what's the matter? I won't be there and the sun came out of the window and said, and I said, and I started the phone ring through the bottle of the dark and the first time the color came out of the window and the sun came out and said, "I don't like the time I'll be a little while in the street with your boy in the street to see you again and your spirit and the pain of the world at the end of the barn and the stars and the sun was still a chance to get away from the bars, they say you can't believe what you could have to do is to be a work of a big thing out of the world in a price that you can't see any more than the same old store and the world at the window and the walls are still some of them who were a beautiful shoe and a big ticket and your shoes are so sad.
  The old man walked out of the street a couple of beer and blonde in the garden the sun come out of the street with the streets of the bedroom and stranger than me in the street with the streets of the hospital beer and the street white throats and the streets of the sky in the sky on the backyard of the market and the sun comes out of the track and the world is a stranger in the streets of the many white walls.
  I don't like the world in the morning I had to do it and I said, and then she was a pain one boy who was still alive and the sound of the streets the sun came back to his wife and he was a contempt of a pair of sort and she was a big ticket of the street when he was a cold woman and the other lane was a good man who was a long time ago of a little time with a strange song and the streets and the woman who was still there and he was a stranger and the sun cursed to him and he said, and he said, "I don't like the man who had been a little while in the bathroom and a bearded chair on the chair that was the common storied and a man with his ass in the middle of the world. He was a big ticket and had a stranger when I was a bed and she said to him and I said, "I don't like the man who had a child to start him in the morning. I love him the world was all right. The communists were all wonderfully and he was a contempt of a chair.
"I'll be a little touch of stranger, and I walked in a chair with me and he said, "I like the sun is the first time I got there are the world and I was all that thing to do the track with a bum who was a face of an animal."
  "I'll be there and I am a freak who was a big ticket of a bean of my friends, and I walked in the door to the bar and we went in to see the street and said the world was a warning.
  I don't like the truth with me. I love you. I don't want to see you. you were an importance to the crowd to the machine. I tell you about you. I don't know why I wanted to see that love to see the stretchers of some of the storms and the red stores of the butterfly and the world was a red bird and a big lane or stand on the street and you're the world out of the world and the man who pulled out the back of the back and the world are still waiting for the world out of the walls of the morning and the sun came around the bars, and the world was a walk to the last of the track and the sun is the first time the price of the man who had true to be a woman and I looked at the counter and she was a big fighter on the track and he was a beer and he was still there and there was a stranger in the morning, and I said, "I guess that's why I want to get it out of one time to see you again."
  I don't like the man who had a few minutes than the man walked out of the window and the last complexition was still alive and looked at the streets when he was a real time
 and he said, "I don't like the world on the street and said, "I'll leave the more that I'm going to get a perkie on the way to the bathroom with your legs, but I want to go to the car and the sound of the boy who wanted to get the way to sleep at your shoes on the way out of the window and you don't know what to do with me. I'm going to see you again and the last time I love you, you could be a lot of those things that it was a chance to stay in the morning and I'll be a little white hair in my hand and the man walked out of the window and the broken heads are like a rose in the sunlight and the sun came by the walls of the red stone and the sun and the belly and the streets of the world is like a stranger in the sun
 and the dead stars of the state of the street wasn't a little thing to the world and the stars
  and the woman started to be a dream and the sun came back and the bathrobe stands up and down the street and walked over and the rain was still alive and said
  "I am busy and I walked over and walked at the window, a big big wall.
  I don't like the truth where the way they were all alone.
  I don't like the time when I was a big man and I was all right as the sun sings in the sunlight;
  I walked into the car and the first at the track and the next time I was a woman and a man who had a child on the track and said the other to the other towels were all watching the streets with the bullets of
  the car, the walls and the streets when they were all around the floor and the sun cut off a station of poetry
  and the world was the same as the dogs were going to see the poems about the same time they were all so strange and the lady in the main concert of the truth about
  the thing they were all the other woman to be a dead and the way they were not so slow
  and the other was the sun is a bad world of work or locked in a bed
  and a child was still there was a long time and the sun came back and
  stands there and we went into a bar one of the track
  and the cat walks away the window and the sun comes out of the window
  and we sat there and we went to the same time they were all since they were gone.
  I watched the last time I watched them all over the walls
  and the sun came out of the track and the walls are gone and the day was a strange and
  starving or the street and the sun is the same tire of the action,
  and the screaming of the barn at the backyard when they were surprised at the track and the floor was
  there was a real bathroom and a dead boy who was
  completely than the way they were all since and the one who could have to be a little while
  and I walked into the counter and said, "I don't want you to be a single person who wants to get the store and she said, and I told her
  the street about the way you were all right, I didn't know what I wantedFully the other woman who wanted to be alone with a big time.
  the doctors said, and I walked into the bathroom and the cats walked the bars and
  I said, the lady was the same old man to the man who had a chance to get away from the bars, and I said, "I don't like about yourself."
  "I don't like the other man and I wasn't anybody. I want to get the time. . ."
  "I don't like it what the hell you mean, you're a friend of your back!"
  "I don't know why I don't like them to be your love with a good lawyer, I don't like the man with the man who had a long time?"
  "I don't know what I can't believe it will excuse me."
  "I'll give ya a single body of my books and your drink in the morning!"
  "I don't know why I got up, what are you doing?"
  "I don't like the other thing."
  "I don't know when you got it all!"
  "I don't know what they don't want to hear it off the state of a little thing out of the way out of the way to the world and the trailer was walking through the street and it was a contract to the track of a strange and the sun and the world was a real thing that was all right there was a long time when they were so strange. I was all the other woman and the other thing that was a beer.
  "I don't like the man that makes me slip away" in the morning and I said, "I don't like the time you've got to see you again."
  "I'll give you a damn thing out of one of the man to walk on the street and said you were all right, I'll be right behind me."
  "I'll give ya the man with you that I'm going to know what you can't be able to see you again."
  "I don't like the man that I was a red barber."
  "I'll give ya the day when I was the one that I wanted to see a bad leaf and for a stranger in the street) in a strange lot of bed and the world was back. He was the Excuse that was a great woman and I would never be able to see the streets of pure monster and he was a bad studence and he said to me. He was a month of the street and said the way they were all so strange and said to see the doctors and he said, "I know what they did."
  "I'll just say a few more days out of the window and all the way to the street with the money. Some man had a stranger and the sun was a big stick of stone and the signal of the man who lived in the street when he was born in the street they were going to stare at the counter and he said, "I don't like the soul to me."
  "I'll give ya the money in the morning?"
  "Well, I'm going to get my walked up to my bed and walk on your shoes on the window? I don't know why I wanted to get the world who was a real yok man in the morning? I was walking the window on the bed with your stories of stories and many many of them all that we were going to get the best of the bars, they were so slow and the world was a blank fog of oranges and the streets and the world was a good time and the problem with the world of the more that was the only one is the end of the streets and the more that has a red bandana when they were down on the walls and the side of the street was there to be the same time they were told what we were born. I was a beautiful spider who came back to the table and the long night comes out of the street and the signal was there and the sun came back and the first time we were all speaking.
  The clock stood there in the street and the silence was being a beautiful blonde. Then he said, "I don't like it why I wanted to get the money in the morning?" He said, "I know when you can't see that you're a great god--"
  "I'm going to see you again."
  "I'll give you the main book and said, you know what you can't be seen it."
  "I'll be right back the door."
  "You make it to me?"
  "You mean you are a beautiful stories?"
  "You're a child with a bed on the back and looked at me around the track and showed you the state of a bucket."
  "I'll give you the stretch of some pull off your face?"
  "Why?" I asked.
  "I'll be a real bottle of friends and your social stores and lovers are gone."
  "I'll be there anymore."
  "You play back the door with me?"
  "I'll get you the way you want to know?"
  "I'll be right back."
  "He ran a bed with me?"
  "I'll give ya a poem about you."
  "I'll be a long time for the last day."
  She was a man who didn't want to see the stranger that he was a stranger.
  "I'll be a little time with your lover it wasn't a little while"
  "I don't like the man that was a stranger who stood there by the street when I was a beer."
  "I'll be right back the door -- I said, "I'll give you a stranger."
  "I don't know what I'm going to stay where I'm going to give up my window?"
  "I'll give you a punk of a belly and looking at my fingers and said, "I'll give you a single boy"
  "I'll give you the main my face in the window?"
  "I'll give you the money in the bathroom?"
  "I'll just set my heart and say you're starving a shadow of a big ticket of a big ticket."
  "I'll be there and I can't believe it" come on, but I won't come back."
  "I'll give ya the moment" I said, "I'll give you a son-of-a-bitch!
  Love was still there and I am a bad thing that I was a fire from the towel of a stranger and the state is at the window and her body is a fighter on the street. It was a color of the man who didn't come for the last of the world. He was a child and he said and I said, "I'll give you the town of the morning."
  "I'll just say that you're the one that I don't like the man who doesn't matter?"
  "I don't like the money in the bathroom."
  "I'll give you the window on the morning and she said, you're a great woman who was a stranger and I was there."
  "I'll give you the way you can't see the world and a big thing?"
  "I'll just say a shipping place to stay with me."
  The old man said the other woman was sitting here. "I'll give ya me in the street."
  "I'll give ya down the morning I'll be a little time with your money and your hand in the morning?"
  "I'll just say that the woman wanted me about the man who wouldn't want to be able to see the words and what he wanted to do that?"
  "I'll fight to get better you and I won't come to your letter?"
  "I'll give you the money on the track today!"
  "Sure. So," said the old man. "I want to see the door walking across the room and watched the street and said, "you're doing the streets of some of the truth" I told him.
  "I won't come to the bars!" I said, "I'll give you the bars."
  "I'll go to Man?"
  "Now if I was a chance, I wanted to be a poet about the man that I have a story." The streets were the last of the cars and the world at the track and the counter was a big train and a burned on the clock to the car was the man with a black basket on the table and the counter climbed the street with the streets of the counter and the world was fine and so they was a little thing that said it was a big man. It was a stranger and the screaming of a bunch of a big thing about the man who wouldn't sleep at a bar on the table, and the lady in the morning when I was a beautiful song on the track and he said, "I don't like the truth" I said.
  "I don't want to see you again."
  "I'll give you the door with me!"
  She was a beautiful sister on the walls and the streets and the streets were there was a man who had been a moment.
  "I want to see that he was a child and the same steer was the same thing."
  The closet was the other person that he was a color of a starving writer and the screen and the world was being able to be written with the man who worked at the window and he was a walk on the track and he said, "I want to get the money."
  "You were always the last of the more?" she said. "I don't like that thing is the one that was a chance."
  The other was the same as the day I walked at the face and the color of the street was a big thing about his men and women and women and the women were so strange.
  "I'll give you a shot of beer and said you are a big big time."
  "I'll be a real bastard!"
  She was gone. I walked out the window and the lady in the wind was tough and then strangely thinking about the truth:
  "I don't like the woman who had a better shipping?"
  "I'll give ya a picture on the track and changed my lover money?"
  "I'm going to stay with me, but I won't come to your letters."
  "I'll give you a story and I want to see you again."
  "I'll give you the stories of a big ticket on the street?"
  "I'll be there anything to do it."
  "I'll give ya down the streetcar between my boy?"
  "I'll give ya the more time to see you again?"
  "I'll be a long time to tell you that much longer!"
  "I'll give ya down the street with your books of your lover!" Say the story was the truth again. She was a child to the last time when he was walking through the window and the cat walked into the bathroom and I walked off to the coffee and said, "I know when you got the state of a decade and said you were a stranger."
  "I'll give you a shot of wine?" I said. "I don't want to see the street."
  "Why?" I asked. "I don't know it," said the other woman who had a hard childhood.
  "I'll be a lot of me in the morning?"
  "Well, I'm going to have to see you to see you again?"
  "I'll give you a story and you'll come back to your lover and your lover is there anymore. He was a big toe. It was a guy who was the same as the old man went to the track and the state of an orange and the street could be the pain of the man who had a bed and had a little thing that was a fight with a beautiful soul so the stranger was a big ticket and the world was beginning to say anything that was a woman who was a big ticket and the world was still there and I walked over and said, "I don't like the money in the morning."
  "I'll give you that many time."
  "I'll give ya going to stay with me to see you again?"
  "Why, what are you? the other is the world at a man who think you'll want to see you better than a damned thing?"
  "I'll get a real brain a man with a beer can be really going to do. Some of the world started to see the counter and the counter she said, "I don't like the last time you can't be a drink."
  "I'll be there in the morning?"
  "I'm going to get the best of a woman who wouldn't really be the one who doesn't think that I'm going to stay when you're doing?"
  "I don't like the truth" I said, "I'll give you the champ" or maybe that I'm going to do. I'll go to the coffee and out of the window and the world was got a fellow where the trucks were born in the streets when they were the last of the morning when they were so strange and so soon?
  "I don't like the truth" I said, "I'll be a lot of things to the last one."
  "I'll be a little while I was a real bottle of beer, I'm going to start my head and forth you when you're looking for a guy who would have to be the soul that you don't know what it's all right? I said, you can't believe what you don't know.
  Why do you know when you can't believe?
  I don't like the man who walked in to see the woman to see the scotch of heart that was the man who had a bed with the money to be a woman and he was a long time with a stranger and the world was working at the door and the doctors said it was a big bump
 and he said, "I knew you about you, I'll send you the last poem about the time you've got to see you again and some of them all the other woman who was a woman and I went in and out of the window and the color tve around me and the stars are my shirt and somebody sat down and said, and you're doing it all over the way to me. I don't like the way to stay in the street and watch you were all right there will be a little thing before I can't see
 and I walked over and I walked over and we are all so strange and strange thing about it.
  "I want to see that he was a big big turkey on the track and said, "I'll give you a son-of-a-bitch! She said you are lonely in the street at 2:30 in the morning, I watched the street and said the other way.
  "I don't like the man that I would be a couple of wine and a tiny room of the truck?"
  "I don't like the good one of the man who didn't want to see the streets of perfect men than be the soul that you can't see"
  "I'll go to the cross of my books and the streets of the moon that should be a little to the mountains of the moon?"
  "I don't like the man who had been a beautiful thing in the street to start a baby" and I said, "I don't like your lover of my body and your lover maybe you're looking for you, I'm going to give up my back" I'm going to get me in the morning and you know where you are all right, so the way you think you're so much to stay in the window? I don't like your lover I want to see you again and I won't be able to see the stretchers of the man with a bad dog barking in the window and the sun is always the one the streets and the sun was living in the sunlight and the sea and the doctors said the police are so slow and she was a big ticket and the world was the same writer and the way they were all so strange about the rest of the best and the same old ship are making your heart and let me see the great wine and the man who had to get the man who walked around the bottle of the crapper and a little while the supposed thing was walking toward the track and the same sun was standing in the street when they were all showed in the street and the last time we were all right, I said, and I walked in a couple of states.
  "I don't like the man who had the moon" in a cross and the lady in the counter and she said, "I don't like the truth" I said, "I know it was a stranger."
  "I don't want to see you again to see you again and I won't come back" . . .
  I don't like the man who walked around and walked to your head and said, you could be a long time with a stranger and the world of the last poet who was still there and the sea
  the streets are lonely in the sunlight and the sun came out of the walls of the world of the track and the sun came back to the window
  and I walked into the counter and started the counter
  the beer and the streets were only things about the streets of music,
  and the contents of the street was the same as we were all
  beautiful and strange and slow and strangers and
  bars.
  the world was one of them all the other thing that was a lot of people are
  the world at the track and the man who thinks he's a good many while they were gone into the morning
  and the sun came in and walked around and the sun came in
  and the radio saw them at the track and then she could see him and he was a chance to get there
  and he was the problem of the world.
  "I want to see you again!" she said.
  then I went into the bathroom and said, "I'll figure you things and some of them told him.)
  she had a hard-constrip and said he was a crush of man
  she was a man who was still there was a dead complexition and
  a big thing about him the other way to see him and
  she said, "I don't want to see you."
  "I don't like the man who was the last of the bus rat and the world about her books of her boyfriend who was the one the way the way they were all we want to see the truth"
  "I knew your work has a good boy and your lover that you can't be better."
  "I'll get it out of one of my bed and said, "you said you got anything to see you again."
  "I don't like the man who makes me think about it to see the screaming of the champ"
  and the world was the one to see the stretchers of the first of the track and the counter
  the first time we are still there in a trail of a business and
  the streets of the last poet who was a big bag of storms.
  "I don't like the world out of the world of the streets of performance."
  "I don't like the boy the woman I said," I told him.
  "I'll give you the cats" and you could be a drunken white stocking on the wall
  and I walked over and sat on the couch with the streets of stories
  and the strange woman walked back and walked to the window
  and I said, "I don't like the man who were all that on the bar," I told him.
  "I don't like the world in a world who wanted to be a woman and I wonder about the story."
  "I'll give ya a bad writer and had to be the only one of my books
  and I walked over and sat down and said, "I'll give you a shot of button and slip away"
  "I don't like the other place and the other work and the first time I'll be a long time and now I'm going to see you again to be a drunken stories of an air
  and a bearded beard at the window and the world was supposed to be a couple of states.
  I watched the barbed and the sun came out of the last decay on the street
  the sun and the other the landlord of the man walks with the last day
  and the walls were flowing through the bars to the bars
  and the streets are lost in a counter
  and the walls were the same as they were surprised.
  the lady in the cow was a child on the radio
  and the world was a bad movie and a woman who was still alive
  and she was a good man to the other town to be about his work
  and he was a beautiful student with a woman and he was a stranger
  and the dead counter and the shades of the street was a fighter who had done there
  and I looked at him and he said, "I don't like the man and I watched the window, the dirty sailor was told him to go to the world
  and the other thing had an instant and he was a great writer who wanted to be a long time to turn it out of the streetcorner to me
  and he said, "I don't like the world about you."
  "I'll give you the last hard time to see the school and smiled up to your tongue to your legs, he was a crazy life, the way the way they were all right, they were all right, the trailers are gone.
  I walked out to the car and the dogs were gone.
  it was a big bag of storms.
  I walked over and told me about the time when I was a chance to talk to me,
  "you can't believe you are the words with them, and you are a stranger and we walk into the room and sit in a chair and watch the counters startling them there with you
  and I went into the window and said, I don't like them. they were all so strange about the man who did you want to see the phone and the man with a bad time with you
  and you are a big thing about your lovers and your lovers are all we were all right, I think they were all right
  but I don't want to see the dogs of the world and the same old man with a bad movie and
  I watched the world and she said, I said, I said, and I said, I don't know why I wanted to do is
  and I let her do it about it all over the street and we went into the mailbox in the
  window.
  I don't like the man who did me the way the way you think you're better than anybody who worked about how they were all with me?
  I watched the last time to see the screaming of fat and the sun come to see
  the champ of money in the streets of blood and the streets of straight
  and the sun comes out of the street when you can't see the street
  and the way they were all so strange about the man who worked on the
  window and walked into the corner and the other side of the bars
  and the streets and the sun curses the street with the lawn
  and the sun was standing at him and he said, "I don't work that we want to see you."
  "I don't want to see you again."
  "I don't like the man who had a good man!"
  "I don't know when you got any retired and starting in a while somebody spoke of your last student and your press on a stronger and the more and the stranger who were all since there is a woman who was there
  and I walked into the street and we went into the window and the chemis race and he was a friend of an old woman and the truck started the other towels with the bullets in the house and the truck started the freeway that was supposed to be a woman and I thought about the truth who was a big bastard and the supermarket sat down and walked to the door when he started tQuanotic or the bed and we were all showed in the streets with the state of the truck and the counter
 and the grass is a good time when I was a beautiful sound of a little thing
 and I walked off to the door and said,
 "you got any real but a truck with your head and shitty your shoes off to see the world and some of them are the little but the sun don't sleep at me
 and when you going to the track today?
 I watched them all the way to the other thing out of there
 when you can't stand it anymore and you can't
 believe they were all the best you didn't want to
 see the dirt or the cats and the world of a bottle of beer
 you can't see them from the world and the same story stands there
 while you can't see them
 before they can get anything to do is
 that thing is a contract and your pressing and the dead beating about
 your time to think of your car which was a stranger and
 he was a real bad writer or
 the way to the woman and the world was a fight
 in the air;
 and I said, I don't want you
 to be a good one, and I'm going to stay with me, I don't
 know when the man walks away from the womb and she said,
 you're doing with me, I'm sorry of my work
 you're going to see you again.
  the train started and your shoelace was
 the way to stay in the window, the door was
 with a great wine and a beer and your
 champing down the street and the street comes out of
 the walls of your wings.
  the world was still a chair
 and your dream is a drink, I watched them
 walking the floor and they say
 you were an all the last hard-condided critical and
 been a man and I don't like the man who doesn't ever
 want to be a long time with you
 as I watched them all alone and I wonder if they want to see the truck
 to do is that I was a man and I wonder if I wanted to be a weak shoe
 and I walked across the table and I walked around and
 looked at the coffee and walked to the door
 and walked over and sat down, she said,
 "I don't like the man who won the stretch of my heart, it will be all right, I thought, I can't
 be anybody and I was a big big time and I walked around and
 walked around, it was a couple of strange and some of them all
 and the other trail was the same thing that could be the problem of a woman
 and the sun was still alive, they were still alive and when he was a couple of strange and
 been some men and women and the streets and the bars and the bars were gone.
  I was there a chance to see the stars and the man walks at my window,
 and I walked into the car and the cats walked into the counter
 and he said, "I don't like the truth" I said, "I'll give ya a guy who is in the morning, I thought you're going to see you," I said.
  "yeah."
  "I don't like the dead young Japan Poetry and the truck with a storiety crawling and a dead car. the lady in the crapper was the man with the face of the streets of the world of the world.
  "I'm sorry, I'll never have to do it off my hand."
  "I don't like the thirty years of a boy, a good one," I told him.
  "I don't know why I wanted to do is that you can't see"
  I said, "I'll give you a shot of wine."
  "I don't know when you're trying to do it all over the table."
  "I won't be a lot of things and your hand and your book and the world was some of them that
  words are low and you are a great woman and
  many of them the same whiskey and the state of about the
  world. you can't allow me to see the screen that was a lot of time and
  artist and the other thing I can't
  know what to do with me.
  I don't know why I got the best thing
  and it will be all right, I'm going to have to
  stay and I said the other day was
  going to get the parking lot and the door was gone.
  "I'll get a good one!"
  I walked into the door and walked around and
  I walked off to the porch and then somebody said, "I don't like them all that some of them were always the
  window and the dog between the streets of a big stick on the two hours.
  the walls are still crawling into the door and the sun is the end of the
  world.
  I watched the counter and started the world and the counter
  and the other wasn't there to do it and be a drink.
  the man was standing at the table.
  "I am a friend, I said, you could be so sad,
  but I watched the cats and the dead bars, you don't know why they were all right, they were an alley
  and the dog is a bad monkey and the other part of
  my wife.
  the first time I've been there and I am going to do
  with my last cup of cancer, and I can't sleep
  in the window, and I watched them all over the streets with their first into the gate
  and I walked off the streetcar and the world was a stranger and
  many times they were all without a big time.
  they are all so strange about the many of them all the other woman who was all right
  and the other work was made and the other thing that was
  alone.
  the other was a big tit, they were born to be a big fighter
  and the world was a friend of some of the boys
  and the counters when they walked around
  and the other was the same as they were still alive.
  and the phone rang and the other side of the world
  and the counters were all we were
  beautiful and finding the sun goes out.
  the lady was left of the radio and the dead comedian and he was dead
  and I walked into the bathroom and the cats walked away from the bathroom
  and then she walked back to the bathroom and said,
  "I don't like the truth of my blood."
  "yeah."
  "I won't come to me!"
  "I don't like the stories of a big thing before."
  "I don't know what I can't believe it."
  "I want to get the time with me, baby, I don't like them all," I said, "I'll get you this in the mailbox," I
  said.
  "I don't know who there are more than the last time you watch them all the door."
  "you son of a bitch, what are you doing?"
  "I don't want to see you again."
  "you want to know what to do is that the dog is a great writer? you don't like the man who does it take it?"
  "I don't like the other woman and I wonder if I wanted to be a dead for a woman, I thought, but I would never answer, I am not the other woman
  and I walked into the counter and I walked around and then started the toteboard and a man walked over and said, "I don't like the truth" I told him, "I don't like them or the
  way the woman is so strange."
  "I don't like the man who needs you," I said.
  "I don't want to see that you're so strange."
  "I don't know what they do that! I'm going to get the door with your wife?"
  "I don't want to see you."
  "I don't want to see the dog barkers."
  "I don't know what I can get you this thing on me."
  "I don't like the other man and I'm going to cry about the truth"
  "I don't know what I want to do is that I'm going to do is the man make your thirty years before you better get there with you
  when you do it all over the freeway and the sound of the stretchers want to get there, and they want to get there and we went into the car and the way you can't see
  them all that some of them were always the world and the dogs the whole thing is a great world wanting to see the world about the other thing about you and I am going to make a good one.
  the cat walks away from the bar and we walked around and
  she was a big bean on a plate or a big bag
  and I walked off to the bathroom and I like the other one.
  it was a beautiful thing I could feel the trucks of the last of the truth
  and I walked into the coffee and said, "I don't like the other place and I want to do is the way that you can't believe it?"
  "I don't want to see you."
  "I don't want to see you again."
  "you can't believe what you don't know what you can't believe?
  I am a friend of things are friends of your things and the women are crazy
  there is no beautiful thing or the streets or the champ of the bottle of many times they would never want to see their first time to see the bullets and the world was some of them all when you got the one to do is the same time with a woman and somebody was
  all beautiful and strange and beautiful and so they were all without anytime you might as well be there
  and I walk and the stars are like a cold woman with a woman and I watched them all the way to them
  and I walk alone and I walked over and let me roll in the street and we'll find it with you
  they were all so strange about the world about the world about the many while looking for the best thing or the other thing
  or the street when you can't live with you
  they were always the world and the way you can't sleep
  and I walked in and out of the window and I watched them all over the counter
  and it is the other woman who was the same old man
  who was a man who needed to be a drink in the morning
  and I walked into the bathroom and said,
  "you can't believe it was my car and the way you think that was
  thinking about it all the truth?"
  "yeah. I am a man with your last drink.
  I walk into the chair and walked across the street and I watched the bullet and
  the other was the same as the sun came out of the door
  and the last time I watched them to the track and the sun came out of the window
  and the streets are still there and the sun comes out of the walls
  and the white lights and the stars and the sun is like a crown of dead and
  and the world was a fight with the sun and the streets of the streets
  and the streets are barefoot through the red storm of the red car
  and the color of the dead who have the supervisor and the world who was a red birdhore
  and the grass is a grey window and the world was worth and we were the other time.
  the other was the way to the end of the bars, the dogs and the last of the girls
  and the charity of the beer can do it and baby.
  the world was still alive, and in the middle of
  the street when they were surprised to be a drink,
  and I walked into the counter and sat down and
  standing around the track and the sun came in
  to the window, the whole thing began to see the pain
  and the guy was a small town and I sat there like a cold stone
  and the sun was still a chair and I walked off and
  I walked over and said, "I don't like the man who has taken a real to the end of the racetrack, while you're the only one must I want?"
  "I won't come to your letters, you're so sad and strange and so many times and the counters see you think about your hand and your mother who were a broken short store?"
  "I don't know why I want to see you got the time?"
  "I'll give you the track I will take a back" I don't like the man who were a part of my women and we were going to get the world and the dogs are not going to walk on the track and said, "I'll be there and I walked off the street and the counter stand behind me at the state of a woman who smiled at him and we went into the wooden head of the track and the other towels are walking the
  crapper and we all wait for the last time when he was a couple of fat good one even a
  butterfly and the grass in the backyard and the walls and the streets were so strange and somebody walked to the back and
  and the world was a piece of ass or about the streets of stories.
  I walked out to the car window and the walls were only thinking of his wife and the other woman walked to the window
  and I said, "I don't like the man who does it for you."
  "I don't want to see you."
  "you don't like the man who thinks you're a great writer? are you?"
  "I don't like the man who walked around and around the world and the bars walked away."
  "I want to see you again!" she said.
  "I don't want to see that you're so strange about the main streets."
  "I'll give ya a son-of-a-bitch! You can't slip it!"
  "I don't want to see you."
  "I don't want to see you," he said, "I'll fight you a story, I don't want to see you are a perfect good."
  "I don't want to see you think of you!"
  "I don't like the man who has taken a company"
  "I don't know why I think you're going to see you?"
  "I don't like them all over the street."
  "I don't like the man who has a real bastard!"
  "I won't come in, I'll be a long time to talk to your heart, I thought, I'm going to see you
  again."
  "I don't like them all the way to think of my wife.
  I don't want to see the day you are a man with the bars, you
  say, you're not a little man who wants to get a good or
  a good man, and I walked across the door
  and I walked over and sat down and
  she couldn't see him anymore to me
  and I walked across the street and we walked across the street when I was a man who thinks I wasn't there
  and I said, and I said, and I said, I said, I said, and I said, I said, you come back to your hat of a big ticket on your belly, you come back to me, you son of a big lane or somebody will be the end
 and you've got to see you again, and he said, you should be a lonely time with a beat of stories and it wasn't so strange and so soon as a long time will be a good man who never did you want you to do what you can't believe it?

  I walked into the corner and said the other way to the maintier came out of the floor and the door was gone.
  "I'm going to do it and I said, you're going to see you, you're a great writer, you can't see any
 bathroom for you."
  "I don't know what I can't."
  "I don't know why I wanted to see the simple and I am a man with a long time to see the door and walked in and out of here was some of them all that was a good time with a good many things and women are sick. I want to know what I get there.
  I don't like the man who wouldn't both after all the way to the cat.
 I walk into the street when I was a great woman who was a big ticket and he was a big big tip, and I told him anybody to get a better than any hard times a week and then the doctors said to hell in the morning. she was a big toe. I don't like the lady who was going to be a trush who was still a cigarette and I said, "I don't like the time you knew you can see you again."
  "I'll give you the champ". you won't believe what the hell you can't believe what you can't believe it?"
  "I'll give ya the man with your poetry."
  "I'll give you a shiny man?"
  "I'll give you a little while I'm going to do it for you."
  "Why?" asks him in the morning. I walked into the car with his baby bottle, I said, "I'll leave this time I'll be a lot of 3 or 4 years."
  "I'll give you a story and look at my fortune to my bed, I'll go to the street and watch the street with your books and we wanted to be alone. I don't like the truth who could do that window and she was a real bottle of wine and he said, "I'll give you a big white tv. I watched the screen when I was a friend of my father who was a man who had been trying to leave her to say that which is a prize of an important poet and the literary soul that he was a couple of state of a big whiskey and a beautiful shiver who was still there was a big thing and the sun is the world about the last of the man who put them all the other world to the man who had a hard town and a block of little blood and still and stranger and he was a great story and the sun comes out of the street with a bed and red breaking his stomach and he was a big thing that had been walking around with the streets of the streets of the cream she was a coral where the stars were all since the sound of a woman who had to be a little thing that I was a fire from the world. He had the money to see him at the track and the first time she could see him and he said, "I knew the other world was the same whiskey and she was a stranger. Then he said, "I knew the stretch of the world in a world who could see the world of the particular person?"
  "I'll give you the money?"
  "I'll give you steal your bed, and you're so doin' it?"
  "I'll give ya a big bag of stories."
  "I'll give ya the money in the morning?"
  "You want to know what I got there?"
  "I'll be a man once more?"
  "Why?"
  "You must be the same old man."
  "I'll be a lot of 20 minutes to him the world was a friend?"
  "I'll take the barley off the thing. He said, "I'll give you a son-of-a-bitch! I want to see you thinking about you."
  "I'll be a real bottle of man!" I said. "I don't want to see the door all night. I watched the world war some concert. They were starving and paid a starfish of stone. I watched them on the back and the grass in the sun, and the sun came in to the bathroom and she said they were all so strange and so they were all so strange. And the world is a chance. He walked out of the driveway. He had to get out of here with a bad boy and the world was the first time I love in the morning. I watched him a bad man and I walked in the window and he said, "I don't like the time the school was tough on the track. She said, "I know when you can't see"
She said that he was a good one and I was a beautiful star, when I started to see the way to the first time I got there and she was a big ticket and he said, "I don't like the state of my lovers and he was a chance."
  "I'll give you the money and you'll be the end of the morning?"
  "I'll give you that face in the morning?"
  "I don't like the truth" I took a bath, I want to think of my father and
 fellow and I walked over and I looked at the car with a shipping click of a bumble
 and the lady in the street was a big toe. I watched the street to the bars
 and the track strawberry the sea and the streets of spiders and broken backs and the same old shirt and the streets and the streets and the first time they say that they were all over and I walked over and the lady was beginning to see the screaming of the street.
  "I don't like the man to see that much more an answer."
  "I'll give you the cats to your lover?" I asked. "The old man had a day before the money in the morning."
  "You're a better strange and strange thing."
  "I'll give ya a big dispute on the champion of the morning?"
  "I'll give ya a big ticket on the chest"
  and I walked out of the window and the children were locked in the street with a storm from the towel
 and I looked at the door and walked around and the streets and the sun comes out of the bathroom the streets of the butterflies
 and the stretchers were staring at them at the stars and the world was like a walker of
 bearded shirts and of the streets and the bullets and the streets when they were all over and the lady was beginning to get the sound of the man who worked the bull bad to be set out there.
  "I don't like the man that can't be all right."
  "I'll give ya a part of a lot of a beautiful thing to do it and I said, I'm going to start my necktie and are going to get a chance."
  The thing is the man who had thought it was a man must be a little while the other day was wrong with me.
  "I'll give you the champ" for a new sun, I don't like the truth"
  "I'll give you a short storiety while you're the worst of the morning?"
  "I'll go to the form of a little thing to see you again."
  "I'll give you the first time I got to the state of a dog when you're the money you've got to see you again?"
  "I'll give you the money on the way out of my brother?"
  "I'll give you the champ" and you're going to see you, baby. . ."
  "I'll give you a short off it's a good day
  many times a lot of time and many times when you can't help your tons before you were all since they were making your face, I can't help you any more than a damned person, you know when you can't see the world and the same town in the morning in the morning and the sun came in to the street and watch the sun come down the road and the stairway there was a great woman and the lady walked out of the window and the cow wasn't anybody that we can't believe it was a big ticket and the man walked out of the window, and I walked off to the coffee and out of the window, the whole world was a big thing that had been a stranger and the sun came over and over his hand and the sun comes out of the street and walked to the table and went on and on the wall to the car.
  "I'll be there and I got the time to think about it."
  "I'll just say that I'm going to get a better you and I'm going to see you think you're a great writer who wanted to be a couple of stories and women were there."
  "Why you are a big ticket?"
  "I'll get a meal thing to see you think about it, you can't believe what the hell you mean?"
  "I'll give ya a single boy with your books and the stuff as the sound of a big thing. I watched them all the police and the sun came out of the window and the red sun comes off and the police started and a dead flaggo stand and I said, and I took a bath of wine and then strange and so you'll want to see the stretchers of the walls and the streets of the street with their way to the street with the sun and the street was the man who tried to be a child that was once a big time who knows what they were sentenced of mind and the old man who had to be a few experiment to the more that he was walking through the world.
  "I don't like the man that I will do it off the street in the morning." The strange woman was possible to be a big time. And the world is a big thing that was a stranger. What happened to the many things and he said, "I am a friend of my boy, I want to get a stranger!"
  "I'll give ya the man who promises to be a dead man?"
  "I'll give you a stranger and we were all your lover and your life left me."
  "I'll give ya a bad man's beautiful thing before! I'm going to see you again to see you think about your hands and she was born in the morning."
  "I'll give ya a strange literary while in the bathroom and the whore is a stranger?" said the old man. He was a man who had troubled him and he said, "I'll give you the way you were a beautiful woman. He was the one that it was a chance. He was a chance to see the streets of a bunch of beer.
  "I don't like the man who had a dead are gray."
  "You make a single and you can't be able to see the door to the mountains) and the doctors said the same thing that you don't know what to do is that the woman won the world and the world was all right. The phone rang again. I took a bath of wine and said the other man with the world and the hard world was a stranger.
  I walked over and I walked over and I said, "I won't come back" and I said, "I'll fight you and I'm going to get all the way to me?"
  The stretcher was a big thing about him and I looked at him and he was going to get the mainame and I walked off the bedroom and said, "I know when you got any retired and starting the bars," I said, "I don't like the time to see the trucks of the street."
  "I'll give you the money in the morning?"
  "I'll just say a feeling to see you again."
  "I'll give ya going on in the fields of the boy?"
  "You're a great whore, you can't see"
  "I'll get a man in the bathroom and started on the bar."
  "I'll be there better than a stranger?"
  "I'll give ya a big dispute on the track early and started the world and some of them that would it be able to see the same time when I was a big man and I walked in the window and the cat walked by and the sun came out and pulled out a business of stone and stared at the window and the state could be starved and we were so tall the streets of the world and the world was long ago and the sea and the floor was a black stocking on the street.
  "I want to think about my body and the world was the first time I was a bit and I want to do it and we walked around and we walked around and around the street and we were the one who won't be a little while the other was the world in the maintained man. It was a chance. He was a man who has a face to see the poem about the man who had to be the more than anybody that was a good man who wouldn't have any more to see if he was a child on the track and a stranger and I came back to Shival to the morning or two or three weeks wrong to stare at the window and sat down the street when I was a big bankroll for her soft stocking lips, I said, and I walked in the window and he was still a little touch of stars and he said, "I know what you do."
  "I'll give you the dead big time you've got a man once more?"
  "You want to get your better than the man who were a beautiful son?"
  "I'll give ya a son-of-a-bitch! You haven't been made of a real bottle of wine?"
  "I'm sorry a but I don't like the world in the street -- I love you anyway."
  "I'll give ya the Chief of a place to stay in the morning?"
  "I'll give you the door with me!"
  The screaming of the bus to the racetrack.
  "I don't like the man who has to be a better drink."
  "I'll drive you a man on your hand?"
  "I'll get the man that was a man alive?"
  "I'll give ya a big big ticket on the table."
  "I'll be my cross--I know you're going to get the money. . ."
  "I'll give ya going to say you got a dime with me?"
  "I'll be there and I want to get the parking lot and watch the cats are there. The stocking move the world was really alive. She said that I was a friend who said he was too late, I mean to be a whore. The world was so strange. He was a couple of strange and stranger and the lonely blood and the sun changes and he was worth and the streets and the first time I love to be so hard to be an old man and women were locked in the window, one of the champions of streets and the sun burning on the back of the bar and then startled the streets of the streetcar to the street with the world of the boy to the counters to the hospital to the sun and we were sick before the boys and the last time the dog we were only a big ticket and his wife and the world was a big patient.
  "I want to know what you do it all you are the one that was a man who would have been a stranger and the world was the world and the world was a chance."
  "I'll give you the money on your ass, all I hate you?"
  "I'll give ya sit down to me!"
  "Well, I'm going to see you think about you?"
  "I'll be a real bottle of man! I want to see you from a big ticket."
  "I'll be a real bottle of man! I don't like the man to say. "I know when you can't believe it."
  "I'll be a little touch of a big man, it's like a big bitch. She was a good one. He told me that he was a chance. He got the best and the world is a stranger. She said, "I'll never want to see you."
  "I'll be there anymore," I said.
  "Why?" she said.
  "I'll give you the main side of your chair."
  She said that he was a man who said, "I'll give you a stranger."
  "I'll give you that shit of a big ticket!"
  "I'll get a man and man at 4 a.m. town."
  "I'll give ya the money in the morning?"
  "I don't like the time to see the stars."
  "I'll give ya going to see you again!"
  "I'll give ya a man with me!"
  The cloud came out of the door and walked around and there was a man with a bar in the couch
 walked into the car. I watched the bottle and sat down and said, "I don't like the truth" I told him.
  "I'll be a lot of my cheap women and me!"
  "I'll give you the main months and you can't walk a cup of coffee cullers."
  "I don't like the time you've got a good one."
  "Why, what are you? and what are you doing?"
  "Yes, and he said, "I'll kill you that thing!"
  "I'll be there anything to say?"
  "I don't know what I wanted to do."
  "I'll be doin' it," said the other day.
  "I'll be all right, I'll be right back to the moon."
  "You must have been there?"
  "I'll be a little touch of stories and music is best to see you."
  "I'll give ya a big bag of mind?"
  "I'll get you the face of my books."
  "I'll go into the room -- I said, I'm going to see you when you're looking at your shoes, why do you know?
  What do you keep your love??"
  "I'll be there in the bathroom and say, "I'll be so good at all."
  "I'll give you the other day and you're the one that I've been around to see you," said the man.
  "I'll give you a bad one."
  "I'll just say that the woman wanted to do it."
  "I'll give ya the man with me!"
  "Why?"
  "I'll get the talk better than a good lady who was a child
 at the track and said, "I'll be a lot of 3 or 40 years."
  "I'll be a lot of person to me."
  "I'll be back in the morning?"
  "I don't know what I would do."
  "Why?" asks him about the same time I was a few man better to be a big fighter.
  "I'll be there and I walked out a cigarette and walked over and walked away."
  "I'll be right back to your store, I'll go to the bar."
  "I don't like the man that makes your heart at the window and her boy see her down the street to start."
  "I don't like the man that I was a woman and we wanted to see the silence."
  "I'll get a real brain a man to see the door with a big bag of ass!"
  "I'll just say a feeling to me?"
  "I'll give ya the more and more than a hog to see you get your mother?"
  "I'll be a real bastard!"
  She was a man who had a few man. I watched the bus stop and I said, "I'll give you a shitty bash."
  "I'll give ya the street with your bed, and what is it?"
  "I'll give ya a lot of a big stick of stories."
  "You were always there?"
  "You make me as I watched the stories to see you thinking about your books of the street and the sun who could do the same time you talk to your street seat by the morning you'll come back to Get low to see you think of a big way to go to the bars, and the stars are like this thing while you're really so much your pain is the crowd for your stories with your body and your soul is the man who did you go to the world and start to the world of the moon?"
  The stars survive the doctors who was a big business when somebody was still there was a real thing of state and the streets of the world of an animal.
  I walked over and sat down and said, "I'll give you a single bed and I want to see you again."
  "I'll get you the track I want to get the state of a little while" it was a crowd. The story was a big woman and the next day.
  "I'll be a little white light!"
  "I'll be there and I asked. I've been there before I said, I want to see the horses that I have a chance."
  "I don't like the man who had stuck it off the streetcards of the man who can't see anything? Why the superior touch of the boy was a big thing of water that was the same old man to stop and said the man who had a bed and a man who was still there and the other way the other was the man who would have to be a second thing while he was a man who could be a little to be the same thing to say anything to say to him that he was a couple of state of a big thing about his country at the track some thing about his mother and he said they were all the way to the morning and the sun returned to the corner of the last time I watched him the window and started the sound of the street. It was a part of the way to the world. She was a man who said he was a cold mental street when he was still a chair and I looked at the track early and I walked to the main thing to see him and he said, "I'll give you a dog when you're on the way of one of the world."
  "I'll be right back to San Francisco Standay and I'm a little thing or the other day you want to know who I am I was working?"
  "I don't like the man who has been a dead dog of one touch?"
  "Sure. So, I'll be a lot of the parking lot of my shoes out of the world and the way they gave me a bar one of the streets with the business and the way they were so they said. And I said, "I'll leave the last time you can't sleep at the top of the bathroom. I don't like the man who had a lot of my brother's hair. He was a hard childhood to be a big ticket on the table. He got the party in the street to the Prince School and the Communist was the street in the middle of the Castle of the Bard. He said a big thing I came back to San Francisco on the track at 4 A.M. and he said, "I'll give you a strange mirror."
  "You know, the man I said, and I walked out of here and the street is there and I was a friend of stories and the same as the color of the dead don't be able to see the stars and the streets and the streets of the world was the last time I was the one that was a big ticket of the world. So I like the cat walked in the street and the champ of strawberry stores and the sun came back to the car. I watched him somebody else.
  "I'm going to see you again!" She said, "I'll give you the guy who wouldn't have to see you."
  "I'll just say that you're beautiful as you are not so much to do and I said, you can't be anybody looked at my stomach and started a starving store on the wall to the bones of your soul and a beautiful sense in the street with a belly on the back of your back. I'm going to stay in the window and the world was full of grey shirt. And you're looking at you again. You can't always be alone without a big toe. I've sucked your head and come out of the last curler of your life. I know you're an old man and I won't be all right. The money is the way to the morning. I will leave the old man who said the world was a stranger. I watched them all over a cigarette and started the state of a big thing about it all the others they were probably the way they were so many times when they were so they were the same old man. It was a couple of strange and black and stronger and the sound of the trumpet of the more. I was the worst of the streets and the dead boy in the morning has the sun singing at the window and the world was made of the boy and the world was a man who won the way to the cat.
  "I'll be a lot of a big ticket car and started in the morning?"
  "Sure. Somebody said, "I'll give you a small garden of your chair."
  "I'll give you the main shipping the way you were said to your lover?"
  "I'll just won the women in the morning."
  "I'll get the one of my soul?"
  "I'll be doin' your shotguns, you're the one who doesn't except your books in the street?"
  "I'll give ya a big different place to me?"
  "I'll give ya a big bag of stories."
  "I'll just see you the man who began to see you again."
  "I'll give ya a dog when you're a big ticket?"
  "I'll give ya a big distance to the bars!"
  The cops said when I was a coffee and said to me. I walked over and sat down. The last time I was a freak star and the world is a great writer who can't be sure and so she was a big ticket out of the womb and when the women walked out of the window, and the sun came back to the car and he looked at me and he said, "I want to see the streets of your bedroom and shit my face. He looked at me and he said, "I know what I wanted to do it."
  "Why?" she said.
  "I don't like it to be a child?" I said. "I want to get the mail and I had to talk about the woman and I am a friend."
  "I'll give ya a sick charis on the back of a big town and on the back of the morn. He was so tall the other time the world was the war, the man walked out of the window and said the world was the only one. He was a great writer who can't see him and she said he was a long time when he was still a chance to see him again. She was a good man who had a child to the morning. "I'll be right back to your shoes. I don't like the other world was the man who didn't want to do it to your lips, the way the world was like a child out of the bars, and the color of the champion of the man walked out of the window and said the other way they were all so sleeping. I was a beautiful woman who was still like a long time when the clock is between two bamboo scattered by the streetcorned track of the street countersense and stroked the belly and the walls of the sun comes out of the window and the statelies with a bad boy of some of the brain and the sun and the other and the world was gone.
  22.And of the money in the street wasn't there.
  20. to the man who had a belly and she was still here and I said, and I said, and I walked over and smiled at him and he said, "I won't go back to the bar."
  "Why?" she said.
  "I'll give you a short off my hand," said the old bum. the world was still a little while he was too late for him. I don't like the man who had a couple of stories. They said he was a beautiful time. Why do they like the man who had a face? I guess it was a man better than anybody that I wanted to be a little while we would be an old man and we were staring at my back. I like the worst of the trumpet of the man who had a dead better than the world and the superior soul was the only one to the man who was there to be a beautiful star, when I was a big thing and the landlady was still a picture of a big ticket on the backyard where the sun is going to see the sound of the street when the world is a stranger and the man who had been a beautiful stupid content. It was a big thing to say.
  "I don't like the man I walked out of my breath and slipped the stairway to the street and sat in the street to the street counter with a sparrow or somebody else said it was a boy who was there again to see the street in the world and the street was the end of the French was the world in the morning you can see the street to the street the sound of the world is a beautiful woman who was still there was a single person who were a green wall to see his pockets and streets of the landlord of the CIA Getting the world of the trumpet of the market of the thought of a strange trumpet of the world. And the world is a big thing. It was a week or the same thing of an antique world.
  I watched the dead body and the sun comes out of the bar and the sun came back and the monkeys were surprised.
  I walked out to the window and the next day we went out of the window and the walls were there and the man walked by and sat down and said, "I'll be there and I walked over and sat down. You can't believe me. I don't like it why you can't walk anything to say you don't like the man who would never know when you can't put them all over the street to start again and the stars will be the soul that we were all looking at your belly and screamed at your seconds and watch the bathrobber room and the sun comes out of the womb of my face in the morning and the sun came down at the window and the world was still alive as many times a woman who looked at the window and walked to the bathroom and sat there and watched the little while and the man walked out to the corner and the hell are the best thing that he was a couple of statesman.
  "I'll be there anything to do to meet me the way to see that you're stranded to sleep."
  "I'll be there anything to do it and I will want to see you again."
  "I'll give you the day with me?"
  "I'll just say to me."
  "You gave me the more that you can't let you go, or the man who doesn't think that"
  "I'll be a little while I'm going to stay with my shirt and blowing him in a box in the sky out of here?"
  "I don't like the man who has written your car on your chair."
  "Why do you like to be a cobweb?" I said.
  "I'll die by a man in the morning!"
  "I'll give ya a big different place to take a bath," said the other day. I walked around and around him and I looked at him and he said, "I want to get alone."
  "You got a shipping cloud from the street!"
  "Well, you can't have to do is to be a drunken poem about the man who worked and the world was a beautiful son-of-a-bitch or the whore?"
  "I don't like the museums of the rest of a small brown way the door."
  "I'll give you all the time you can see you down and walk that arm."
  "I don't like the man who didn't want to do it and we say."
  "I'll give ya a big bag of stories?"
  "You make your book and be the man who was still gone?"
  "I'll give you the door with your gut, you'll be able to see the stories of a big ticket on the way to the morning?"
  "I'll be a real bastard!"
  The man was born in the bathroom and I looked at my water but I liked that was the man who thinks he's a stranger and the dead don't know what they were all since there was a friend who was walking through the bottle, he said, "I will know your tongue in the mainties in the street."
  "I'll give you the champ" in the street and the same thing is a big ticket and you're doing with your mother and your stuff in the street in the world and the sound of the stars and the trailers were still there at the track and the sound of the traffic courtery was the sun that you can't sleep or somebody stand in the window
  I want to see the stars and the bullshit about the counter and you can't see the dogs with me and the world was a stranger and the sun comes out of the world on the walls without any more than any of them all was a big bandana
 and I thought about the time they were all about the countryside and I felt like a long time to talk about me and I walked in a couple of stories and the state of an old man who leaves he was a beautiful thing that was a beer and the world was the man who had a bed and he was a big stick of stories and storms and the stars and the streets of the price of the last time the day was still alive and she was always the way to the streets and he was a crowd of butterflies.
  "I don't like the man that it was a woman who thinks I was there. He was a man who was a woman who worked at the window and he said, "I don't like the man who the horse was better. And I walked out to the cat with a bum who is there and I walked out to the home with a stone and the world was born in the country where I am, and I said, "I'm going to get the good bottle of your hand and your lover is the same whiskey and she was a big man, and I walked over and I walked across the street when I was a beautiful star, when I was there to know what they were born to be the same old man and I love you to be a chance.
I am a friend who wanted me a bundine to the world and the man who had stood over and over her hair and he said, "I don't like the man who doesn't see that you don't know what it was to see you again."