Flowers for the numb

Cats nigh!
Foxes’ gloves
Damn,de lion!
But her cups?
Pull her podium
Car Nations united
Dream grass of home
Blue Belles are here
Pull her,go now’m?
Wild nasty hermans in my garden
Baying  tree.What next, singing fogs?
A lorn? Come live with me and be my love.And I will never mow [n] at all
Where were the Japanese in April? Acer,trace her but don’t deface her I bee see choo choo