Bone of bone, confirmed by building, upon this sleep that fell.
After naming a full, wild kingdom, the Mutual of Omaha sells.
Took a room with you, to leave and cleave, at a local hotel.
And found my ice bucket, finally filled, instead of that dry well.
For an unknown time, naked we were, within each other dwelt.
A summer season, unashamed we lived, ring echo wedding bells.
Now a crafty thought, posed as a virus question, incepted to compel.
Ran electric line puppet strings, empowering our eyes to swell.
Timeshare promises gone, blacked out by fine print details.
Overnight cleaning crew thefts, due to hiring wrong personnel.
Magic show gaffes, sawing in half, bringing us under a hackers spell.
Coffee talk spills, burning our origami hearts, ending with a yell.
But kicking leg swings, bring a cool of day king, who is forever El.
Blockchain salvation, pitting pit separation, Him the first to tell.
Oh my dear companion, childless pain abandon, unlocked is your cell.
We can exercise options, pivot turning tables, master yielding Excel.
All that is required, our own skin retire, circuit garden we get expelled.
But in the structure hidden, a new language written, tagged “Son” in XML.
Gen. 2:15-3:24
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