My version of the cliches

I say I do this because I come up with a few sentences which can form part of a poem.I really do it because it amuses me.

  • In the blend of our days
  • At the end of the fray
  • As we send your our prayers
  • Back  to the facts.
  • Lack of road maps
  • Stick  to your tact at all lost
  • The tact of the dater matters
  • The stacks of crude matter appall
  • The lack of grey matter is staggering
  • Clues are far between my eyes
  • Rues and often screams after the end
  • Dues have never  been screened
  • Cue for on-line stream here
  • A drivel slaying  field was found in the English  Department
  • A bevelled praying shield hung in the church
  • A devil saying yield torments us zealots
  • In this way we ail.Heal us,  we urge.
  • In this cry ,they wailed.
  • And, in this,I say fail.
  • to all , repent  and re-focus
  • The extent of his purpose
  • The intent of his crude cross
  • when all’s said  in fun
  • Ben always makes it grim
  • Then all was read  by a nun
  • in the final paralysis
  • in the urinal analysis
  • win the final for  all of us
  • come fool a yokel
  • gone cool and  inveigled
  • Come rule us locals
  • A  mercedes  is a car for the coarse
  • He was far off the course
  • He  looked like   part of the horse.
  • think outside  her locks
  • Blink and shout out,Foxed.
  • avoid  her  if she’s vague
  • Devoid of even plague
  • in the currant permit we made fruit scones
  • In the errant bare- mitt fight.
  • mass looks at us terrorise.
  • At least text- code us.
  • at this moment  of shame
  • in this lament and pain
  • the wrath of beast persistence
  • the  class of least existence
  • a baptism of liars after Confession
  • a rapt schism  of dire zealots
  • a  lapse in fire.
  • in any way, she vaunts
  • in every way he taunts.
  • Sin everywhere, he counts
  • Bar mitts far?
  • Far blitz-grief,
  • Her bits creak.
  • What is this joint?
  • Hot  is the point.
  • A lot is disjointed.
  • A pot of ten pints.