Deity Be a Baby's Bottle

Walking past a mini soaked mattress; an empty baby stroller.. By it's side; abandoned this site she seems an open walkway his Buildings and bricks less her awning; wondering, while their yard dogs Barking once more wagging tails lonely a greeting calling out; the moon parting Gray passing clouds left lingering; knowing how I love to kiss their dawn ? Mothers with infants; an old man coughs; a young lady high on drugs Looking for another mark yet settling for his blanket; her supreme court Justice, untangling time's hair ? Leave it to Beaver, hopping up the White House Stairs mass hysteria their latest gallop poll; besieging Molieric phantasms caught this Camera of rewound mode with beautiful Ms. Monroe, applying rococo lotion about Suffragette's nine inch nails ? Spotted off jingoisms European coast; his lochness narwhal.... Shedding her muumuu open waters flagship tourist a filibuster fiesta ? Apocrypha, in session.