(Fair Lee, I told you was the captain's brother.)
"There is no going back she is entranced!!!" replied Lee.
And with boast Adam goes on and on...
"Shot with tranquility, she does adore this Dorian Grey's anatomy!
See he in her mirror, tasteful to touch!!!"
"Pretty for the eye, no?"
Not but miles away...Eve is hearing some nonsense about Adam...
"So beautiful this angel to me, festering worm hole then?"
"I don't know...they say...but it cannot be?" she wrinkles her forehead in distaste.
"Does it matter, when redemption sings his Melody?" she sighs...
When all I knew of you, was purity??? She thought.
Ahahahhah...she is freaking out! said Lee, Listen to this:
"The city of slumber, waiting for the drops of due.
Underground shackles, will break free out of the mold...
and out from the shadows of wait."
Captain...breath in, breath out, and do your Met a Tate's Sean.
And when your due tell a Mason, they will ransom.
And then she could hear them both...Fair Lee and Adam!!!
She responded by saying...
"Sing from the North side, upon the Rimrocks, of easy love,
that is never free!"
Con ten plates full, of round bellies of bold...this is the code!
And then all three in unison said:
"GOLD!
RUSH...those fools, they rushed!"
They didn't know all the prize was upstairs...exclaimed Eve.
and we have saved the world!!! Said Adam and Eve together!
BUT do remember they are miles apart...these are but thoughts.
So eat up Fair Lee, your brother is set,
and Eve lay a slumber in her coughin.
She is colorful as fifty shades of moonlight wrapping the earth...
and the ocean is high tide, come mourning, she does.
There are flowers in white arising from rock,
and it is time!
She is the dawn, and the white flowers rest in her hair...a wreath.
A full circle.
You are her crown.
You, Raposa, are her birth into ConCord.
And yet, and yet she is locked up in her coughin...
and adrift, fleshs' passion withers away her goal.
Aye's open know knot, the Belt of O' Ryan...
The Sham Son was your Cross Over friend!!!
All odd of you...wonderful work!
Everything is as it would be.
And this song is a picture on my shelf...
Love is a photograph.
And tonight I remember the Eve I was born.
XOXO Cons Piracy...