Oh Fifty Seven Five Twelve Poem by James McLain

As for her, that his story and knowing it.
They do, when you partake of it,
and do not stop that your sexual orientation at all,
green pollen in the air and yellow perhaps,
or it is very pure the air about the sky of her this strange pursuit;
But after the place of his is, many and more one year.
Another time and Clearer Water today than that of another sand key. Egmont, but as for many things, with what artistic,
Wasted such one being, this his and her it forms.