The shimmering frog in tights with a bow
Gave a shot in the dark at his prize that took fro

He hansled and grettled for all the flys that he could tell he caught the eye of a Venus fly trap that stood

I am named after the beauty but beast I am
Love me tell tomorrow and I will always stand or love another for who I’m named that be man

He hansled and grettled gurgled and grunted jumped and took a hurtle because a women he wanted , to kiss me like the stories and turn me to a prince for that is what I want to be a man is what I wish

He hansled and grettled flirted and  tried to give love but the love was just not fair for in time, a pinch at his heart the witch took a start and left his legs shaking with salt as she carved

At last she just wanted him for what he had down below from the start

There’s no resistance in the distance
Our finish is colored crimson
Footprints written into the system

Tongue tied linguistics
among the wreckage twisting to a stiffness

For today we have tomorrow
For tomorrow we have a new

Lewd obscurities that leave a rue
Stirred with minced pigs feet to hard to chew

A stew of watches branded for you
Tell the hour of your ends and dues .

Paper cuts and hand packed lunches
brew a mystery , soundless and grey
To go upon our q’s and a’s
fueled by family feuds concord
That reach a sorrow , famine alike
treacherous sights of nightingales
Hooded robins , where stray explored
Swords and pompous swords that swore

Old and me we row
For kingdoms come and go
To go there back again
For the place we love is end