Of your Raw Fingers pressed to Overstand
Think at your Age has begged to Mis-Inform
With Hardened Teachings your Friend does Withstand
Placed your Notice at my Encore deform
Yet well-earned raised as your Craft will Improve
The Water Sport's Bend should dip you to play
These Pillars humaned and humming for Truth
Let Reason ripen and urge you to stay
Alas! Un-So. For your Energies give
More Coloured Matters which Rumours were based
To rather seek such Saner Friends live
Than brush with Dodgy Sages for Today.
As your Departure, ***** this Open Palm
Tempt me to Rage; But for Righteous stay Calm.

Only in Time mattered this Scroll shall Close
And finally Dot this Sought-Painful Book
On your Decide where your Heart will Emboss
That One Final Joy who'll Smoothen your Look
And by Golly how such Happiness fulfill
Clasping your hand under that Sanctified Dress
Then ****** those Groupies oft on their Will
Pray this Soft Tragedy in their Digress
So then - Creed or Race - Influence your Choice
For Mum and two happy Brothers expect
To carry their Blood; Which Blood be their Voice
To succumb Tradition by Circumspect.
Fourteen-Lined Girls cry; Yet cry in Best Cheer
Knowing such News be your Craving to hear.

Deuce Brother States, embrace your own Define
One which assigns your Profile to be Real
Another, by flip belongs to your Lime
Which in your Comfort does merrily Steal
Is this such Bulb, which you chose to Enjoy
Even though its Pockets carry a Plague
If, by Tempt's timing by reason deploy
Morning smoothes a Tan; Evening crumps an Ague
For a Coin as Janus begot is Enough
Even as it Matures your Chronology
Would better the Memoirs be Pure though Tough
Multiply this Peace your Anthology.
You're Ripe enough, at least in your own Crop
Whilst waiting for the Owl to perch its Drop.

If not with those Pennies insure the Prank
And take Profession from his Engineer
Replace his Dowry; His Welcome be Frank
For billowing Youths on his Life-Blown Steer
How unique then, your Generation's greet
Something which the Elders may not hold place
To bribe their Thumbs; Tens-by-Ten-Places meet
And pass his Tickets for your jolly face
But what squabble must this Ritual provide
Save that Ceremony which marks your Friend
To whose Toyish Moments breathe your Confide
By his Years consult your own Testament.
This was your Cue. To come out of your Shell
Free from your Chains; To those Vices be well.

As the Artichoke, succulent when raw
Add stunning Flavours when allowed to roast
Whose Heart, seeped Marrow richer my Tongue saw
Spells a better Taste when eaten the most
Yet in your School, Time has honoured your Bake
Which Rosencrantz and Guildenstern took Like
Seems so, for Tested Barrels be your Make
Cross that of Swollen Souls which took Excite
Such was your Work - your pink, spongy Brioche
Rowdily kempt though tempting to enjoy
Which they Both consume; Then reserve their Broth
Hoping some Dames would savour your Specialty.
And Savour indeed, I Hope in Expense
Till such Recipe goes beyond Intense.

The Philosopher-Dad told me once more
To prose Un-Condition with that of Fame
Or marry the Stars; Whose Lights seeped at Core
Bring those Cycles bound to Verses remain
It was, I admit, since a Decade been
For a ***** whose Hours prove your Good Truth
That despite those Slates - as Smooth should have been
Were our Terms writ; Be it Carnal or Couth
Sad. If such your Judgment our Virtues based
Though try as we must to Scribble the Heart
Which by Human consign our Charms defaced
And offer the Harlot to puncture your Part.
If we mean well, then by Lighthouse Respect
Take our Signals be; Without pre-aspect.

Soonafter post the Mandarin Event
When all Blimps had their respective Kids filled
Your Lads celebrate as a Member spent
And rinse whatever Slime they had distilled
Then your Head, turned to such Species galore
Jewelled with Contracts which fulfill your Age
Then you Heed - to Darling Trend after all
As most Males Come; And come employ the Rage
Why not? As your Prime and Flavoured Program
Enjoy the Spice which the Stars-and-Stripes feed
And with that - toss Inheritance by spam
Then dive to such Pool which most Females need.
Tether you hither, Testosterone boom
With Estrogen mix; Then announce your room.

Artists and Athletes to these Numbers bind
And no more could such Cross-Feelings exact
By Pen, Brush or Note we exploit the Mind
Through Land, Sea and Air you employ the Rack
Either way, our Skills classify the Mage
And Family the Unit must Magnify
Yet - as Bratty Ambition plagues our Cake
Such Blessed Market plomb your Qualify
What more have we got? Save our Printed Creeds
Compare those Olympians we can't compete
For Sponsors promote; And Patrons at-beads
Whether which Craft will Supply or Deplete.
It depends. Since Nativity-of-Space
Where all Lights are spread; Which most Fame is based.

Lybia Tesserlata cheer your Aplomb
Though in fact your Act was meant for Defense
By feeding your Tenants each on their Comb
Then return your Shell by Deadly Cell's sense
Un-Surprising since Life on this Mattress
Blue and bleak as a Jungle should become
Given your Size versus Form in Distress
And sway your Foes to their Mouths become numb
And once the bubbles clear, might I suggest
To keep your Polyps for one more Function
When the Other comes, her *** swelled at Best
To win her Colours for Reproduction.
The Mum bless you be; Forever Instinct
Dear proud Inchordate; Forever Distinct.

What will it take just to format those Stars
When Wits un-matched end in Victory's Clash
Still, persake, place Enjoyment in those Wars
Which Admirers dwell; Then Illusions flash
That Castle, drawn, yet eager to withdraw
Still your patient Former will Advertise
As the Latter - frilled - take Flesh from the Saw
Placed Fingers for Fame; Then moot to Realise
Which how conserved is this Enlightenment
If Seven Youths stream for Eight Elders more
But, if pleased, make-do for Comfortiment
As Sympathies wise-up from avid Lore.
We can go on, since your Assets respond
Was simply a Myth; Like my Tones abscond.

Before this ardent Prank you consider
Concern your Senses on how they'll react
If, with Plomb expressed, breach this Barker
To demote his Heresy into Fact
Of course, seldom would we fancy such scene
And kiss Companion we will christen Hope
Which, by your Rights thereof, absorb such Mean
Then ferry those Weights as a New Year's Dope
It is a Being. Sentient as he
Whose Cuteness reimbursed his Nature make
Which, invest his uttermost Respect be
Will his Innocence and Comfort bespake.
Humour cures. In this Shaky World indeed
To sew its Scars; Promote Contempt at speed.

Yet still how the Mind would by Conscience clear
As Pickled Brains could those Sooted Clouds mop
If Facts extolled by such Roomed Degrees fear
The Elder-of-Age; Check deserve his Crop
That by addends of his Résumé, form
Match sordidly less to his Passion burn
And plomb much Skin; Past Generation's norm
Make less easy for Child Labours in-turn
Unless hammered - again - wax this *** Refuse
To sacrifice your Male for Image spent
Soon Locks will rust; In best Demand abuse
By plucking the Peacock's Magnificence.
Can you Comprehend? This Well-Minted Voice
Ask for Pile's Honest; Beg for your Fine Choice.

Strive that you Love her. And perhaps you do
Post juggering Flashes your Heart does beat
Re-Live to Celebrate in Joy review
Her Name so Tender your Shy Mouth repeat
For such your Wage for Honoured Labels earn
In cast with Five Crossed Pundits of the Muse
With their Invite does qualify your Turn
To ****** their Suns; Yet sustain your refuse
Which un-certain as why to scratch my head
If with your Benefits make you Deserve
This mostly will Bow; And the World condescend
To the Heartiest Tale we should have heard.
But still your Locks possessed your heart must Drink
Invest for the Few; If Opened will Sink.