I get bored easily, and then poems happen

[retz]

Those eyes,
They tend to look like pigs all cramped together in a little pen squealing at the local hospice pending to the phrygian loins.

In between the cramped little pigs is a daunted fruit bowl of toiletries that widens and contracts in correlation to the pitched brightness in the Meistersinger's bricked nose; accompanied by eighty-nine black heads.

So as I slowly approach the pupil with an auburn leaf he gasps and groans in his crag preferring the quartal harmonies of a frisky staccato tune that interjects as we exchanged our snores from lydian and individual mouths.

Hello,
I like saying hello,
And for us that is not generally existent it is true not to not yes?
Nothing makes a table cover it's head in shame more than an exchange of eyebrow mucus, which generally represents the hair of a cloud being waxed directly on to your spine.

Conclusion: a lot of terzverwandschaften and a lot of major/minor alternation or ambiguity. However the tonal centre is A Minor.

[Kou]

lolwut?

That's some fancy vocabulary you got there dude.

From my understanding you said hello to a guy in a pig pen while he was blowing his nose.