Play the flies with spans to loves. <br />Take no loves but give us powers. <br />Fogs are mists and dig the spaces. <br />Spaces are out to spades to spades. <br /> <br />Cycles are round but one after one. <br />Each is meter and all are above. <br />Charges are held aren’t hares in holes. <br />Flies are butters but all are tokes. <br /> <br />Cords are feeling take the worms. <br />Greeting -come are good lost. <br />Greeting-goes are big risks. <br />Guilt is doomed for man’s sins. <br /> <br />Take the flies as make them wild. <br />Gods to dogs but man to name! <br />Tabs are bats and wises are eyes. <br />Balls are round when all are games. <br /> <br />None on mists and none to fly! <br />Joking is pills we go to eyes. <br />Loves are spades to spades when treat. <br />Truths are homes but take our earths. <br /> <br />Germs in lines are good on labs. <br />Test your worlds with lapping ages. <br />Tricks are hats but wills on tapes. <br />Clean your teeth your buds are tastes.<br /><br />cheung shun sang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/are-earths-cauchy3/
