Come again

 We landed  in silk and money all right.It was a bank vault with no exit
We slandered jilted honeys and got into sin that way.Then we went to Confession gratefully
Will the last witch  step outside with me?I  have a broom but no stick.
My past cattarrh came back ten years later.Where did it hide?
 A cough a minute disrupted my lecture on Silence.It was me!
We  cursed all the way to the bank then fell in and droned monotonously
Play down the law,  please.We want a riot tonight
Lay  the  hard ones by  Jezebel and she will ripen them all
Do wink daily as it exercises the lids of your eyes
 Do leave your bark outside and bring in your bite
Deaf at the altar she missed her vow and ever after lived in sin… well it was not exactly sin,more like misclassification
An agenda in his own mind made him deaf to our pleasures,fortunately.
A weapon doesn’t change its  sports.A gun’s a gun for a’ that
Blesser of two evils and  a cursor  on four laptops.. what a life story!
I say,let  Byron be Byron for now
 She let sleeping dogs  fly anywhere in the world free
Let the bureaucrat  spout  from the dead or at them
let’s roll over the edge of the bed and tell  lies on the sheepskin rug
Do let’s split our hairs
Lick Betty’s wick and give her a new match
Clicking sounds on and off  compulsively annoys the audience,I find.And you should hear my voicetab.. it’s like tom cat on the prowl