4-20

Clues are the new cluelessness.

Think

of panthers

and phlame ingoes.  In the.

A finger all its

own.

A cosmo?  Not?

I think of a coddled piglet. 

Sometimes messy, often warshed.

Sour cream in your

borscht.  

Day is the new night.

Spring has popped this cherry tree potential to kinetic.

You heard it here first.

First foist luster on an urchin and Buster lost her.

Cardinals are tweeting. Tweet tweeting.

I am curious pink

Is it mystic to be cryptic?  

In a crypt there's little mist,

but what is missed is Misty.

springing