Shrank

Would you make my phone ring? Would desire retake the wild that perspires as the legend is written yet the time goes unnaffected? Babe the world gets no smaller, I am the right caller, no-one could say a thing like the lights growing in stalling words, we will gather for our area's that we expedite, and will mighty-kite none-for-less when our strife scars at the right heights, tights, and whites, even fights! We will always resign because more and more is what's needed, every time!