Swayed I am by your sound taste



Amongst a sea of recluses



Against the hands of time we race



To stifle ignorance with nooses





Oh, how you stroke my rib cage



Laughter shaping countless voids



Revamping happiness for the age



Before they gambled ertswhile ploys





A heap of debris I'd be



Swept by carcinogenic draughts



Without you assured I'd seethe



A **** not given be it daft