Ooh gawd why has modern gals whom aren't comfortable under their own hair resorted to wearing glue traps

Through living script a knew hidden bloom of fig not fruit

assimulate Ole fated apple of determined not destined life

No yield
No retreat
Know hold up
Martial plight

Boo toward color which explains
why ye esteem attendance often unseen
Hence ye don't have to believe
Though show concern toward those
whom either fated or destined
to embrace likes of no species

Ooh gawd it would appear that toward sake of enlist hope unexpected toll of my typical attracted tribulation often dampen impact

Hence I truly heed that through lite of no hue said adversity is experienced or encountered without plight

Nothing to write home about
No one to hear out
ye frequent pouts
Which habitually compel
Ye to welcome alone
Anyone there to come on out
Moments as ye boldly approach
anew ye slowly steps out
finally ye that of enlist being
Whom worth writing home about

Ooh gawd til then reproach now
through past time approach my future
hence I'll always have yesterday
Through which I'll do better today
Though I hope tomorrow await me again