No Money, No Honey
In today's murderously barbarous world outside; life without money was like that bumble bee; boisterously buzzing and harboring unprecedented love all right; but without even the tiniest iota of mesmerizing honey,
In today's satanically uncouth world outside; life without money was like that ocean; blissfully undulating and harboring unsurpassable love all right; but without even the slightest pinch of tantalizing salt,
In today's delinquently treacherous world outside; life without money was like that tree; celestially breathing and harboring invincible love all right; but without even the most diminutive trace of enchanting fruit,
In today's derogatorily disdainful world outside; life without money was like that sky; endlessly extending and harboring insurmountable love all right; but without even the most infinitesimal trickle of voluptuous cloud,
In today's ignominiously salacious world outside; life without money was like that rose; majestically crimson and harboring unshakable love all right; but without
even the most mercurial shade of ingratiating scent,
In today's lugubriously monotonous world outside; life without money was like that bird; gleefully flying and harboring unstoppable love all right; but without even
the most ethereal speck of quintessential nest,
In today's plaintively parasitic world outside; life without money was like that pinnacle; unflinchingly towering and harboring perpetual love all right; but
without even the most transient ray of Omnipotent Sunlight,
In today's remorsefully licentious world outside; life without money was like that eye; flirtatiously fluttering and harboring insurmountable love all right; but without even the most evanescent mirror of resplendent sight,
In today's preposterously invidious world outside; life without money was like that well; mystically hollow and harboring tremendous love all right; but without even the most minuscule speck of indispensable water,
In today's vindictively vandalizing world outside; life without money was like that dwelling; incomprehensibly vast and harboring unconquerable love all right; but without even the most reminiscent twig of sequestering roof,
In today's disastrously sinful world outside; life without money was like that rainbow; artistically appearing and harboring bountiful love all right; but without even the most obsolete shade of vividly enthralling color,
In today's pathetically morose world outside; life without money was like that waterfall; stupendously uninhibited and harboring indomitable love all right;
but without even the most remotest fraction of spell binding freshness,
In today's notoriously commercial world outside; life without money was like that candle; spell bindingly sculptured and harboring limitless love all right; but
without even the most transient waft of eternally optimistic flame,
In today's venomously crippling world outside; life without money was like that child; blissfully burgeoning and harboring unprecedented love all right; but without even the most infidel impression of immaculately tantalizing mischief,
In today's baselessly incarcerating world outside; life without money was like that soldier; patriotically blazing and harboring unequivocal love all right; but without even the most inconspicuous trace of glorious victory,
In today's dreadfully asphyxiated world outside; life without money was like that butterfly; harmlessly nestled and harboring pristine love all right; but without even the most dwindling mentions of untamed frolic,
In today's manipulatively sick world outside; life without money was like that brain; astoundingly synchronized and harboring undefeated love all right; but without even the most ephemeral mist of exotically fragrant fantasy,
In today's thoughtlessly estranged world outside; life without money was like body; tirelessly moving and harboring insatiable love all right; but without even the most invisible cistern of Omnisciently blessing breath,
And in today's miserably beleaguered world outside; life without money was like that heart; thunderously scarlet and harboring ecstatic love all right; but without even the most capricious innuendos of immortal beats.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 09, 2019
Modified on March 05, 2023
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