Don’t describe the rules of my game to me. I’m playing it.
Don’t explain the rules of my game to me. I’m playing it.
Don’t expose the rules of my game to me. I’m playing it.
Don’t expose the roulette of my grave to me. I’m playing it.
Don’t repose the toilette I arrayed for thee. I’m playing it.
Don’t report the effect of my gray to me. I’m okay with it.
Don’t avert the eclipse of thy shade to me. I’m okay with it.
Donna prega elides the frame of mi. Restraining it.
Dole apocalypse to thy underlings. I’m abeying it.
Do la fa so la ti do re mi. I’m saying it.
Dolla dolla bill ya’ll, to know such things. I’m okaying it.
Fa la la la la la la la la. Imbricating it.
Follow fallow hills, darling with your locket. Assaying it.
All tho all in peril, ablaze in me. Unsaying it.
Callow hollow hills, crawl into thy pocket. Delaying it.
Allah falls for those due obeisance. Unblaming in.
Call O allied mills, calling to your market. Obeying it.
All the gods delayed in graves of men. Baiting it.
Doh elibe da rue uh my gae dulee. Eye dlay eegit.
Don’t ascribe the rules of my game to me. I’m playing it.
