Mundane
A man at the hotel desk man said WE are full up there is no room at this Inn. The man said What and Iff the President came inn would you make an exception for HIM ? Of Course said the desk man we would give him our best room. Then eye have some bad news for you the man said. He is not coming here. Please give me the room you have prepared for HIM. Ahha. Mundane. Last night was so rewarding to the eye was the only one in my temporary bed. The couch where the drunks sleep was deserted. Eye slept finally like a proverbiage. Latent homosexuals rule the midnight nighttime. Eye too took too long to lathe the dreaded dream it came. Wen i went. COndensedintothesopthebloodofanglesrolled. CharlaX has no split infinitives uncovered or covered over perchance to sleep is perchance to dream is perchance to add another poem to the listing. EYe am no Queen. Eye am only eye in the mainstream swimming for the shore laden down with oily scaley backslides. Couch potated you may be. Unable to do much more. An aristocratic acrobatic theme attic hiding it from mom non she is not home so you are hiding it from YOU are a sensitive slob. SO mundane that you are cool. Minion Twenty Nine has seen reflection makes this poem worth the spool. Spiel it out as Mundane as ever.
