What a cliche

My mind is absolutely elastic
Snow incidents fill caverns at  Malham
I am recording napalm  and phosphorus
Love is here according to the text flirts
I was defaced by the whole mind’s movement
 Her face is up his sleeve
 I know how Achilles feels
Have a placid toast to the unseen
Decor doesn’t stall only me
He crossed the cupboard on foot
Tact and faith are good companions
Pack the fool off to Tequila
I plucked the guided ghost’s eyebrows
Faction and Compunction
Elections,gunpowder  and guns barred
Take an egg and swallow it whole
Bad egg disbarred
It resulted  in  her perjury
Admissions will mail you
Advanced learning fear  and phobia
Frayed by his mown meadow
After all it’s red and fun
After my own start  I relax