20th march

Blasphemous pears eat in hole out hole up in the rafters of the sky, soaring with the bluebirds over the rainbow on a little lost girl.  Brown black ringlets tickle rosy cheeks and cactus blossom is alone as she is alone.  Drought and flood in the hot hot sun but never green apples and hugenots.  Why hugenots in the french revolution dancing on the heads of us all ripping out all our hairs and eyelashes with hobnail boots, clonking in a misery dance of dirge forever and forever.