Fun Off Rhyme Crafted Early Doors

Time’s up mind’s plucked watch me cave in rhymes suck my luck hair’s wearing thin corrupt destruct stops me thinking clocks stuck bell struck sound silencing Now I told you the minds plucked first line look write the hook tip top tin pot I’m all shook up lips lock can’t talk words in a book flip flop fell off feet feel the muck this rhyme of mine now starts to cook Grapes with stems and apples with pips in baking tin's hot for mashing cakes in microwaves hum the smells you’re craving visual treat the way this laying succulent senses smells utensils music playing instrumentals banana berries you see genitals banana cock with very berry balls admittedly imagery imaginary calamity the title says forced not fabulously perspective talent I have or haven't clear to see or transparent a fight night fight knight fights fight knights fighting fighters fighting fights right through the night 'til early light it's quite a sight when fight knights fighting fight knights fighting fighters fighting fights fight all night forced but great cook or bake walnuts cakes waste of space pick out of place left on plates cake fills waist rhyme overrates I say it straight this page you save bookmark cook shart favourites hook hearts great hits honk large grey bits bonk hard you think I'm bonkers more like plonkers pond cars boats random words I just float flash dance gash glance entrance splash pants drains fast seepage expands stains grand up set get set marks won’t go on show all know ball bag blow fool go home rhyme it like you're mental do it with pen not pencil don't rub it out write it again I know a penguin poet called Gwen no go again mean this poem's a gem Time’s up mind’s plucked watch me cave in rhymes suck my luck hair’s wearing thin corrupt destruct stops my thinking and no I haven't been foster drinking