Gods And Rains-Cauchy3 Poem by cheung shun sang

Rains and Gods….
Rains I care not and ooze I care not. Favor rains are not. Fatal rules are washed. All are sudden all anew to wash.
Gods will cover all the favor rains. Sky is dark.

Leaking powers over our plays are play as over.
Rains have laid the dust.
Dirty pools are dirty wet. Bones are dry. Bones are dark.
We afraid no rains then go to visit the houses of cats.

Lionize men are worked in through. Stokes and wheels are plots.
Guns on hands and power sank.

Rains coming!
Rains seeped.
Powers pass on secret codes.
Powers pass no safely words.

Shallow runs are shadows go on rounds.
Heavy bloods control by evil powers.
Save my bloods and lick my wounds for bones of mine.
Powers seek on eyes as men are not elbow free.

All the paths we will get to wet.
Along their sides as mania go to mad and powers are mad to gods.
All are solid we are small with rains.

We are shallow but political rains are heavy.
Pitches on pits or pitches to pipes as wallow pity or dusty pools are two.
Belly out and long to form as width to dictate are over play. Are playful men!
Play a thing and plan a long and breadth.

Rains on jackets take out full.
Donkeys skirts off gods to shot.
Passing men away on axis as times when go to reply.
Rains are arms reply by bolts in blue.

Tense intense is verbs when all are shot.
Grades to thanks are all to sorrows.
Sorry gods are you also come as rains.
Le pluie etait couche de fatigue.