And don’t bark

 

Flock onto the   wooden ark and don’t bark

Was there a shark in the ark?

Block the clover off the lawns… is it bad luck? Oh,f…
Clock your flocks off now with your smartphone
I nicked a way  up the chimney
Rockout or rock in
I knockout slow
I know it like the  stock of my land
Show me the tropes
I know that bore in the mirror
 I know that’s flip but it’s a quip
Go  to  where your feet  stand and stay there.
Know which side your head is shuttered on when you sleep
 He knows it cheaper and terse than the Bible
 A  sadly.knuckled frown groaned its way across his  worn out visage
A fickle sandwich teased her daily.Some days it was buttered………
A wonder  the blunder didn’t  sunder
A Dvorak moment danced to the music of rhyme.

Reader I married him