Rains and Gods…. <br />Rains I care not and ooze I care not. Favor rains are not. Fatal rules are washed. All are sudden all anew to wash. <br />Gods will cover all the favor rains. Sky is dark. <br /> <br />Leaking powers over our plays are play as over. <br />Rains have laid the dust. <br />Dirty pools are dirty wet. Bones are dry. Bones are dark. <br />We afraid no rains then go to visit the houses of cats. <br /> <br />Lionize men are worked in through. Stokes and wheels are plots. <br />Guns on hands and power sank. <br /> <br />Rains coming! <br />Rains seeped. <br />Powers pass on secret codes. <br />Powers pass no safely words. <br /> <br />Shallow runs are shadows go on rounds. <br />Heavy bloods control by evil powers. <br />Save my bloods and lick my wounds for bones of mine. <br />Powers seek on eyes as men are not elbow free. <br /> <br />All the paths we will get to wet. <br />Along their sides as mania go to mad and powers are mad to gods. <br />All are solid we are small with rains. <br /> <br />We are shallow but political rains are heavy. <br />Pitches on pits or pitches to pipes as wallow pity or dusty pools are two. <br />Belly out and long to form as width to dictate are over play. Are playful men! <br />Play a thing and plan a long and breadth. <br /> <br />Rains on jackets take out full. <br />Donkeys skirts off gods to shot. <br />Passing men away on axis as times when go to reply. <br />Rains are arms reply by bolts in blue. <br /> <br />Tense intense is verbs when all are shot. <br />Grades to thanks are all to sorrows. <br />Sorry gods are you also come as rains. <br />Le pluie etait couche de fatigue.<br /><br />cheung shun sang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gods-and-rains-cauchy3/
