Invisible instruments are visually intricate.
Live wire high wiring acts are hiring.
Sit sipping pulp then flip a switch as misery misses hits.
The Crime Crier yipes direly as our buyers read.
Often obituary obsessive, yet hardly repeated differently.
Faucets flow as fury blows the pessimist, pardoning the meanest imagery.
Bollocks folks, the jury blows decisions, and arson grieves extinguished timid trees.
Yet invisible instruments remain visually intricate.
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Still sitting, sipping pulp, flipping a switch to misery missing hits.
