GLUTTONY
Go ahead and gorge yourself upon gallons of gaudy garments,
Gaining more weight got by galling garish goods I guess won’t
Ground
Let loose to the luscious luxuries of lackluster lemon and
Lots of lulling bedtime letters that will surely let at bay the
Ladies
Unravel your unctuous mind and unwrap the unstoppable urge
That undeniably lives under unruly layers of
Unproductive
Together bring the talk of taking another tackle to your taciturn tally,
Taller the score and take down the tormenting tickling
Tack
Over and over in obscure ovals until objective becomes apparent
Only leaving orbs of former obliqueness’ obliging to
Object
Never again nourish the need to negate the null to nonsense,
Leave behind the knots of then and live the neat of
Now
Yesterday was yellow in yielding to yearning and
Today is your yet to the question of no or
Yes
GREED
Gradualy every great thing grounded in your gaudy life will grain,
Falling from grander to
Greed
Run away you realize will render you ridiculously reeled
Be the regal recall of natures
Ranting
Even then elude the everlasting elasticity of your sins
Only to elect your own faults and
edict
Evermore entrapped in the entity of your greed which eels
Its way through your
Etiquettes
****** to depths of hell’s dungeons you will go down
If you never fix your
Deeds.
WRATH
Wound so tightly your will won’t save you when the
Day weans of light to
Wear
Repent all you require if you really must, no reprise
Will be your
Reward
Again and again you’ve all but alleged all of your agitations
And now do you
Abject
Too many you take to the top and through to the terrible
Tale of
Tartaras
How do you have your hallowed hot-headed hate now
Had by all you
hocked
SLOTH
Silently slithering fangs strike and pierce into your supple skin
The serpent of Hades himself forcing you to succumb to
your sloth
Legs let leave your longing to linger standing
The lull of the luscious leisure of laziness
Calling you
Over and over you omit the need to oblige
Object the obscurities and overcompensate the
obligation
Though it takes away tell of your toes, stunning your talk
Teathering you to a tree and leaving you to the
terrors
However hollow the halo, the hearth of hasty hearts, may be,
you cannot halt it before is has you in its hold
sleep
LUST
Linger in line a little longer until your litenous lust
lessens to lethargic
larceny
Undone and unset you undermind your unity
and uncite all uncertainty, understand to this
ulcer
Slung across a slat singing sultry in your stipple,
you slew to sound off your
sanity
Taught thoughtless logic tenderly apply topical treatment
to tape together the tatters, tonight a temporary
Tylenol
ENVY
Eject and exact illusions of elected goals eluding your reason
So eject them for
Ever
Never return, never negate the negligence of this nuisance,
Need it
Not
Vanquish your venomous vicarious visions so vivid
I assure you not very
Vivid
Yearn no more and yearn by years how yellow
Can yell the
Yetti
PRIDE
Perniciously palpable pigs of pride that so prate way their progress,
Putting all but prosperity in their own
Propensity
Ridiculously cold rendering the most righteous of realist,
Even relenting to the racketeering of a
Rider
I too see an iota of insolence in intemperate impostors
Of what internal instances tell us is
Intimidating
Down the street dally a day and discover how detrimental
Such a disease dilutes the delineation of our past
Delegation
Even if one ever eludes the elasticizes of this eccentric extortionist
Eventually another will emit it upon to you again
entirely