with rainbow hydride
In the cradle, he's already made up
He sucked her breast.
He kissed in a bib
grew like a yeast
above the cloud
beautiful at Rafalali
by crafting cathorns
no substance the pain
growing teeth
on ski slopes
He was slamming the pumps.
not being three
Skied himself
on Alpine routes
How the master skied
When he jumped out of the bag
Australian kangaroo
its English language
admired advanced school mountain
in a roaring fly
who believes in boasting
Losing Poland
He's running!
