Traces-by cauchy3

Traces…
SAKERS runs are sakes of tigers..

Tigers all accords are tight.

Bethels opened all are put.

Tigers eat the bodies’ guts.


Living elsewhere all are hells.

Heaven courses are bare as fells.

Hells and heaven sharks are fishes.

Take the loves and eat my dishes.


French glories all are she.

BAILEE dots are given he.

Gifts of moneys are bucks on faces.

Copy brasses are all as traces.

----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------
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