as such are ever wont to be.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMM...)
Vivaldi took the cake as I'm from hence
Stuck with familiar strains 'non waltzing bail
Yet in my noggin like there's naught t'avail
Beyond. That is, until we get fr'intents
Into discussion, and where I from thence
Cast off the mincing follies which'd detail
My corner for a spell. Clean up the trail
To yonder like it can be done for sense.
Then lose myself on social media fer
The hours left, cuz I shall not yawn much through
Them if that lurid glow will be as twere
My light. What sorry tales beg I renew
Lost memries? Motorcycles are not poor,
But drivers now'days are. LORD, we need You.
24May26b
3d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 12:52 AM UTC
as such are ever wont to be.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMM...)
Vivaldi took the cake as I'm from hence
Stuck with familiar strains 'non waltzing bail
Yet in my noggin like there's naught t'avail
Beyond. That is, until we get fr'intents
Into discussion, and where I from thence
Cast off the mincing follies which'd detail
My corner for a spell. Clean up the trail
To yonder like it can be done for sense.
Then lose myself on social media fer
The hours left, cuz I shall not yawn much through
Them if that lurid glow will be as twere
My light. What sorry tales beg I renew
Lost memries? Motorcycles are not poor,
But drivers now'days are. LORD, we need You.
24May26b
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