Cuckoo

What's the gate ?
That there will be further?
Squeaks door bolts
people flee
In peeped through the crack
spoke at length
tiresomely discussed
And then forgotten
What's the crack can be seen ?
Bright - eye pain
Not high jump
And so pretty
That there - too bright ?
That there - too ashamed ?
more unclear
because invisible
Talked sensibly
sense of arrangement
And the words of a needle
Driven into the throat
To wheeze after
Croak , hands
Show that you can see
Only continuous flame
Croak , OK
If only behind
Who will climb the hill ?
top down
On the ground, write
Tales for trees
grow shrub
Needle instead of feathers
The word will be after
now fly
Will wet air
silent flame
solve the mystery
Break whimper
The blood was diluted with water
And then zatihnem
Eat raw land
Drink hot air
If anyone would believe
The trust breather
Stone between the ribs
Bone holding body
And we walk straight
Remember about the case
On earth icon
Underground answers
Our hero sleepy
Do not come summer
fall cuckoo
Forgetting years
Comes to us toy
will take care
ancients
Sleep in the gloomy crypts
In flasks sleep freaks
crouched ridiculous
On the morning of sleeping trees
Those that live by night
Went under the water
And trampled clover
The trees look wet eyes
The owner died - at night wandering cats
Gardens go live under water
Wicket banging - not know the stone
Footbridge over the lake and reduces hand .