Poems from Lipinski

A lot of wind and rain Perfect rendition and then the sun will forget it ever happened.
Pulled the string and found the carpet does not exist. Accepted the limit. Pulling hard. Tonight I will call on God's bluff to win the pot...
Women should be hunted like rabbits and left for the dogs to clean up the scraps.
Came to the conclusion it is retarded.
If eye lids sealed the moment of rising breath and beating heart To trace apart the line seperating soft breasts of a woman, a being etched...