Prose-circles an d squares--cauchy3

Prose—squares and circles..
Babe fishes will go so low on feeding charts.
Gods will own our morals.
Go to men what are them.
Damned to fates that doomed.

Slightly beasts have caves.
Differ circles call for differ tactics.
Wipe out cleans are pure to spaces.
Threat of powers gets despots to just.

Laws are rule out rights.
Condition worth are all to trend.
Widely ignored are morals.
Pure to morals committed shields.
Real to police take the spears.

Spears cohered to shields as contradictions to usages.
A circle goes to squares.
Powers go to wire.
A square go to circles.
Morals go to pure.

Cauchy3 is moral miser.
I have moral hazards.
Long are pure to conflicts take our men.
Human able are able powers.

Shorts are odds to love your sweetie through fears.
Come revolted cohered to peace.
Still there are shields and spears.
Lay to contradictions.
Fallow fields are cauchy3 mans-fields.
----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------