on the shores, from which i've come

on the shores from which I've come
and English man rented a pony
his curd was black, his hair was white, and his skin
jeopardized his felony
I've toured the world for business to barmalla, enlisting you into the darkness of Vahalla, and surged the world from the midst of its Vantrosees, Jason's helm, and a song of parentheses.
he licked himself in between the thigh and said, "all be alright, til tonight I go to bed..."
and in this fainted weather \, we soon to find, another leapful Jensen, who shall leave this World behind.