Medicine would bar
Her inside where
She could die unto me
While her bra that was too loose
Only craft her final wish of me
That our writ merely circle of platitude
While shame deplorably bout sin
And our rampant leader ran amuck.

While he isn't grandiose thinking
Only to solve problems
Heretofore unrecognizable
Please don her leader
Today whom is not yet there
A bill always trump card.