The Spoonbill Generator presents

The N+7 Machine

Original Text: Bob Dylan, "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall"

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

N+1

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son-in-law?
Oh, where have you been, my darn young one?
I've stumbled on the sideboard of twelve misty mountaineers,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highwaymen,
I've stepped in the middlebrow of seven sad foresters,
I've been out in front-runner of a drab dead octagons,
I've been ten thrash mileages in the mouthful of a gravity,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rainbow's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son-in-law?
Oh, what did you see, my darn young one?
I saw a newborn baby-sitter with wildcat wolves all around it
I saw a highwayman of diapers with nocturne on it,
I saw a black brand with bloodbath that kept drippin',
I saw a roomful full of man-eaters with their hammocks a-bleedin',
I saw a white laddie all covered with watercourse,
I saw ten thrash talkies whose tonics were all broken,
I saw gunboats and sharpener swordfishes in the hand-me-downs of young childhoods,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rainbow's a-gonna fall.

N+2

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sonata?
Oh, where have you been, my dart young one?
I've stumbled on the sidecar of twelve misty mountainsides,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hijacks,
I've stepped in the middleman of seven sad foretastes,
I've been out in frontage of a drachma dead octaves,
I've been ten thread mileposts in the mouthpiece of a gravy,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard raincoat's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sonata?
Oh, what did you see, my dart young one?
I saw a newborn bachelor with wilderness wolves all around it
I saw a hijack of diaphragms with nod on it,
I saw a black brandish with bloodhound that kept drippin',
I saw a roommate full of man-hours with their hampers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladle all covered with waterfall,
I saw ten thread tallies whose tonnages were all broken,
I saw gunmen and shatter swots in the handbags of young childminders,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard raincoat's a-gonna fall.

N+3

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed song?
Oh, where have you been, my dartboard young one?
I've stumbled on the sidekick of twelve misty mountebanks,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hijackers,
I've stepped in the midge of seven sad forewords,
I've been out in frontbencher of a draft dead octogenarians,
I've been ten threat milestones in the mouthwash of a graze,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard raindrop's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed song?
Oh, what did you see, my dartboard young one?
I saw a newborn back with wildlife wolves all around it
I saw a hijacker of diarists with noddle on it,
I saw a black brandy with bloodstream that kept drippin',
I saw a roost full of manacles with their hamsters a-bleedin',
I saw a white lady all covered with waterfront,
I saw ten threat talons whose tonnes were all broken,
I saw gunners and shave sycamores in the handbills of young chills,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard raindrop's a-gonna fall.

N+4

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed songbird?
Oh, where have you been, my dash young one?
I've stumbled on the sidelight of twelve misty mourners,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hikes,
I've stepped in the midget of seven sad forfeits,
I've been out in frontier of a draftee dead octopuss,
I've been ten three-wheeler milieus in the movement of a grease,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rainforest's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed songbird?
Oh, what did you see, my dash young one?
I saw a newborn backbench with willingness wolves all around it
I saw a hike of diaries with node on it,
I saw a black brash with bloom that kept drippin',
I saw a rooster full of manages with their hamstrings a-bleedin',
I saw a white lady-in-waiting all covered with waterline,
I saw ten three-wheeler tamarinds whose tonsils were all broken,
I saw gunshots and shaver sycophants in the handbooks of young chillis,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rainforest's a-gonna fall.

N+5

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sonnet?
Oh, where have you been, my dashboard young one?
I've stumbled on the sideline of twelve misty mouses,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hikers,
I've stepped in the midnight of seven sad forges,
I've been out in frontiersman of a drag dead oculists,
I've been ten threesome militants in the mover of a greatcoat,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rainstorm's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sonnet?
Oh, what did you see, my dashboard young one?
I saw a newborn backbencher with willow wolves all around it
I saw a hiker of diatribes with nodule on it,
I saw a black brass with bloomer that kept drippin',
I saw a root full of managements with their hands a-bleedin',
I saw a white lady-killer all covered with watermark,
I saw ten threesome tamarisks whose tonsures were all broken,
I saw gunsmiths and shaving syllables in the handbrakes of young chillies,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rainstorm's a-gonna fall.

N+6

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sop?
Oh, where have you been, my data young one?
I've stumbled on the sideshow of twelve misty mousetraps,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hills,
I've stepped in the midpoint of seven sad forgers,
I've been out in frontispiece of a dragon dead odds,
I've been ten thresh militias in the movie of a greek,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard raise's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sop?
Oh, what did you see, my data young one?
I saw a newborn backbone with willy wolves all around it
I saw a hill of dices with noggin on it,
I saw a black brasserie with blossom that kept drippin',
I saw a rope full of managers with their hand-me-downs a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladybird all covered with watermelon,
I saw ten thresh tambourines whose tools were all broken,
I saw guppies and shawl syllabuss in the handcarts of young chimes,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard raise's a-gonna fall.

N+7

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sophistry?
Oh, where have you been, my database young one?
I've stumbled on the sidestep of twelve misty moustaches,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hillbillies,
I've stepped in the midriff of seven sad forgeries,
I've been out in frost of a dragonfly dead oddballs,
I've been ten threshold militiamen in the moviegoer of a greenback,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard raisin's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sophistry?
Oh, what did you see, my database young one?
I saw a newborn backcloth with wilt wolves all around it
I saw a hillbilly of dichotomies with noise on it,
I saw a black brassiere with blot that kept drippin',
I saw a rosary full of manageresses with their handbags a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladyship all covered with waterproof,
I saw ten threshold tammies whose toots were all broken,
I saw gurgles and sheaf symbols in the handcuffs of young chimeras,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard raisin's a-gonna fall.

N+8

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed soprano?
Oh, where have you been, my date young one?
I've stumbled on the sideswipe of twelve misty mouths,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hillocks,
I've stepped in the midwife of seven sad forget-me-nots,
I've been out in froth of a dragoon dead oddities,
I've been ten thrill milks in the mow of a greenfly,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rake's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed soprano?
Oh, what did you see, my date young one?
I saw a newborn backdrop with wimp wolves all around it
I saw a hillock of dickies with nomad on it,
I saw a black brat with blotch that kept drippin',
I saw a rose full of mandarins with their handbills a-bleedin',
I saw a white lag all covered with watershed,
I saw ten thrill tamps whose tooths were all broken,
I saw gurus and shear symmetries in the handfuls of young chimneys,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rake's a-gonna fall.

N+9

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sorbet?
Oh, where have you been, my daub young one?
I've stumbled on the sidetrack of twelve misty mouthfuls,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hillsides,
I've stepped in the mighty of seven sad forks,
I've been out in frown of a drain dead oddments,
I've been ten thriller milkmaids in the mower of a greengage,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rally's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sorbet?
Oh, what did you see, my daub young one?
I saw a newborn backer with wimple wolves all around it
I saw a hillside of dictates with nomination on it,
I saw a black brave with blotter that kept drippin',
I saw a rosebud full of mandates with their handbooks a-bleedin',
I saw a white lager all covered with waterspout,
I saw ten thriller tampers whose toothbrushes were all broken,
I saw gushes and sheath sympathizers in the handguns of young chimps,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rally's a-gonna fall.

N+10

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sorcerer?
Oh, where have you been, my daughter young one?
I've stumbled on the sidewalk of twelve misty mouthpieces,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hilltops,
I've stepped in the migraine of seven sad forms,
I've been out in fruit of a drainpipe dead oddss,
I've been ten throat milkmen in the muck of a greengrocer,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard ram's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sorcerer?
Oh, what did you see, my daughter young one?
I saw a newborn backfire with wince wolves all around it
I saw a hilltop of dictations with nominative on it,
I saw a black brawl with blouse that kept drippin',
I saw a rosette full of mandibles with their handbrakes a-bleedin',
I saw a white laggard all covered with waterway,
I saw ten throat tampons whose toothpastes were all broken,
I saw gussets and shed sympathys in the handicaps of young chimpanzees,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard ram's a-gonna fall.

N+11

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sorceress?
Oh, where have you been, my daughter-in-law young one?
I've stumbled on the siding of twelve misty mouthwashes,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hilts,
I've stepped in the migrant of seven sad formalities,
I've been out in fruitcake of a drake dead odes,
I've been ten throb mills in the muckraker of a greenhorn,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard ramble's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sorceress?
Oh, what did you see, my daughter-in-law young one?
I saw a newborn background with winch wolves all around it
I saw a hilt of dictators with nominee on it,
I saw a black bray with blow that kept drippin',
I saw a roster full of mandolins with their handcarts a-bleedin',
I saw a white lagoon all covered with waterwheel,
I saw ten throb tans whose toothpicks were all broken,
I saw gusts and sheen symphonies in the handicrafts of young chins,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard ramble's a-gonna fall.

N+12

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sore?
Oh, where have you been, my dawn young one?
I've stumbled on the sidle of twelve misty movements,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hinds,
I've stepped in the migration of seven sad formats,
I've been out in frump of a dram dead odours,
I've been ten thrombosis millenniums in the mucosa of a greenhouse,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rambler's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sore?
Oh, what did you see, my dawn young one?
I saw a newborn backhand with wind wolves all around it
I saw a hind of dictatorships with non-White on it,
I saw a black brazier with blowlamp that kept drippin',
I saw a rostrum full of mandrakes with their handcuffs a-bleedin',
I saw a white lair all covered with watt,
I saw ten thrombosis tandems whose toothpowders were all broken,
I saw guts and sheep symposiums in the handkerchiefs of young chinks,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rambler's a-gonna fall.

N+13

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sorrow?
Oh, where have you been, my day young one?
I've stumbled on the siege of twelve misty movers,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hindrances,
I've stepped in the mike of seven sad formations,
I've been out in frustration of a drama dead odysseys,
I've been ten throne millers in the mud of a greenroom,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard ramification's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sorrow?
Oh, what did you see, my day young one?
I saw a newborn backhander with windbag wolves all around it
I saw a hindrance of dictionaries with nonconformist on it,
I saw a black breach with blowpipe that kept drippin',
I saw a rot full of mandrills with their handfuls a-bleedin',
I saw a white laird all covered with wattage,
I saw ten throne tangs whose tootles were all broken,
I saw gutters and sheepdog symptoms in the handles of young chips,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard ramification's a-gonna fall.

N+14

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sort?
Oh, where have you been, my daydream young one?
I've stumbled on the siesta of twelve misty movies,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hinges,
I've stepped in the mile of seven sad formulas,
I've been out in fry of a dramatist dead oesophaguss,
I've been ten throng milligrams in the muddle of a greet,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard ramp's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sort?
Oh, what did you see, my daydream young one?
I saw a newborn backing with windbreak wolves all around it
I saw a hinge of dictums with nonentity on it,
I saw a black bread with blowtorch that kept drippin',
I saw a rota full of manes with their handguns a-bleedin',
I saw a white lake all covered with wattle,
I saw ten throng tangents whose tops were all broken,
I saw guvnors and sheepfold synagogues in the handlebars of young chipmunks,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard ramp's a-gonna fall.

N+15

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed sortie?
Oh, where have you been, my daylight young one?
I've stumbled on the sieve of twelve misty moviegoers,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked hints,
I've stepped in the mileage of seven sad formulations,
I've been out in fuchsia of a drape dead off-days,
I've been ten throttle millilitres in the muddy of a greeting,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rampage's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed sortie?
Oh, what did you see, my daylight young one?
I saw a newborn backlog with windfall wolves all around it
I saw a hint of dies with nonsense on it,
I saw a black bread-bin with blubber that kept drippin',
I saw a rotation full of mangers with their handicaps a-bleedin',
I saw a white lam all covered with wave,
I saw ten throttle tangerines whose topazes were all broken,
I saw guys and sheepskin syndicates in the handlers of young chiropodists,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rampage's a-gonna fall.

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