cheung shun sang
Sinking-Cauchy3 - Poem by cheung shun sang
Sink the brasses and cut your chases.
Spick and span are rigging taste.
Skin to skip and noises are white.
Brownie sweets are any to times.
Debts to gods but moral graces.,
Grateful much are all to race.
Going nuts are mad in maps.
Leaders robbing Peters padded.
Leader paying peter Paul.
Play to hails the Mary ducts.
Cable to buses the ducts are stay.
Leaders cables the cadres tab.
Holy cows are pity sakes.
Diggings hot are leader tales.
Beat to buy that gods is one.
Beat to image guns with smokes.
Full of powers fit up might.
Full of sins are fit up big.
Died to make the leader kings!
Died to smarty little minds.
Seal as small on lips when talk.
Seal as small on stamps when rigged.
Bills are footed by POLO sweets.
Bills are fonts on dirty sheets.
---Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---
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