Madlibs

As a warning...today's WEGO challenge makes NO sense to me.  I was asked to go to a site, input a bunch of random adjectives, verbs and nouns....this is the mess it created!

frightening pump's frightening pump
      I lecture my quads and all the test-strips laughs infusion-set;
  I clean my conferences and all is bandage again.
  (I fix I bleed you up inside my internet.)

    The outsides go danceing out in blood-soaked and joyful,
  And painful theatre washs in:
  I walk my needle and all the glucometer listens son.

    I learned that you tested me into mother
  And inject me fearless, changeed me quite hopeful.
  (I fix I bleed you up inside my internet.)

    sheets lances from the insulin, pillowcase's diabetess run:
  jump dog and home's friends:
  I walk my needle and all the glucometer listens son.

    I screamed you'd cry the way you grumble,
  But I talk strong and I sneeze your doctor.
  (I fix I bleed you up inside my internet.)

    I should have singed a hospital instead;
  At least when flowers scrubs they wash back again.
  I walk my needle and all the glucometer listens son.

  (I fix I bleed you up inside my internet.)

    - Barb & Sylvia'>http://www.languageisavirus.com/madlibs/sylvia-plath-mad-girls-love-song.html">Sylvia Plath        

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