cheung shun sang


Good jobs-Cauchy3


Beneficial languages are situations words.
Ducked in waters are powers to kill.
Soaps up bubbles are some flowers.
Soaps boxes stood our birds.

Less- decimals are good to go.
But each for a plus is to cross my works.
To blow the hot and the cold is with moneys.
Left Nazi got the powers.

Hey days are key points.
Columns of spires are tappet off.
Dead fishes are with hot oils.
Fiscal bottoms are merged on.

Do evils bidding are camp followers.
Cold winds are agents to snowmen.
Hoity-toity are official works.
Embolisms of moneys are good jobs.

Bow tie bows to powers.
New worlds have good pockets.
Pay rolls are table rolls.
Cauchy3 has back cross bows.
---Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---

Submitted: Monday, August 14, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, August 25, 2010
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