Lexigrams of the Moment

Uber turbo hot on net, on tube.

Earth turn on, tune in to hear the mouth - a runt turn out a retro humor number on the human arena - home, mother, more.

Not a burn-out; more a born ham.

Meant to be a robber, but a hero - or a bore.

Bear brunt - ‘Get-a-bent-boner!’ hate.

A mean mob tear the heart out - but the humane return to hear the true-to-heart humor hero.

But, no harm. No one mourn.

The earth banter turn a brat at home to a net terror - and a tenor.

Zero in on a rogue nigger in anger.

An ogre grazing on green onion, grain.

I urge, I organize, I ooze gangrene.

On air, in ozone.

On air, a no-go zone.

Grunge rogue.

I rag on aging … a reunion, again?

I ruin, I raze, I grin.

Running a green engine, an on-air zine.

Eager, running an on-air gore zone I organize - I earn green, I gain, raging.

Rue a goon or ring in - agree.

Again, I am in on a burning rumor.

I groan, moan.

I blog: BUNK!

I’m a normal man! I’m no brain!

No brag. (Big, big brain …)

I’m normal! At a prank or a lark I grin; I’m big on a prim girl.

On our globa_  pain plan, I’m grim.

No pink lung.

In a group I rank a minor. (No brag.)

I plug a gap.

Re: our pain-plan map, I blink.

A blank …

Pork? Or no pork?

A lazy liar.

A rat try to air a trial - to tar a royal.

A lot o’ rot.

I plan to star in print or in a post or on air.

In it, I plan to fight against far right.

At last! I star!

I post opinions online, in print.

I rant, I rail on air. I fight for right.

I rail, I rant in a post, in print, or on air.

Far right is a fright to Arianna, so Arianna hunts out far right and fights for right!

I fight for right! I rant! I rail!

I am a star in print! Rarist, purist star in print or on a post or on air.

I sort out far right situs in print.

I post on ‘Huffington Post.’

It hurts to print a lot of stuff on the far right!

Until this fight is lost, I sustain this fight; I go on posting!

A lot post also, as I.

It’s a lot of fun, this posting.

Sitting a lot — I got fat.

I sit-post, sit-post.

I also go out a lot.

I, a star, oft shot at - pot shots - as I go out or go on air.

I, not a liar.

Gruff, rough, tough Arianna fights, rants, rails for right in print, on air, as far right haunt Arianna.

Kneel!

Heel!

All hail!

Heil Michelle!

Am I nice?

Meek? Calm?

Hmm …

I lean in.

An aim - I am ice, chill, mean.

A man - a leech, a lech - call, make me leak a lie.

In cheek, in ink I can milk, lame, kill nice men.

I claim I am an ace in all.

A lie.

I lack an animal link.

I am a hack.

Clean a cell, a clink.

All in a name.

Malice.

Hell.

I dread an ex.

I land, earn in reel deals.

In a dare, I win newer rewards - I land reel deals.

Ireland in deal.

An ideal liberal.

A liberal ideal.

And a bird brain.

I read. Aware, I care .

Brain and brawn, clean and dear.

Call a rare idea leader.

In a reel deal.

In reel, all lean in.

Alec: rare, clean, clear, ideal.

I wine and dine — wine and ale.

Dinner? All raw.

I dare. I lead.

A leader. A rebel.

A bear in ire!

Beware!

I can wear drab, bland. I wade in. I blend in.

I am wired.

I deal in reel. I earn.

Beware a bad deal.

I wed a rare dear in rain.

In wed, I dread.

Ended.

I dread an ex. An ex and law. I dread all.

We blare. All are aware.

Ireland will be in a deal.

All are aware, I need Ireland.

An ex labeled Alec a bad dad. A banned dad.

Ireland and I, we are barreled in a deal.

In a blender.

I am drained.

I cried and cried.

Ended. A BAD deal.

A wanderer can wed anew, end a raw deal.