Flamboyancy and wit Such things are of attribute But one can only imagine! Imagine that there was this.
Aphrodite has walked On your toes But then to imagine That life would grant Such fortune as to be Graced with such misery
But this Flamboyancy and wit-- Where can I find it? Where must i go; but to The ends of this world
No--
You see, this Flamboyancy Found in all it's buoyancy Among my mind, it Found all it's Flamboyant wit Just treading by; and then it sat at my side in All it's marvelous, buoyant wight In all it's marvelous, buoyant wit.
So locks of perfection, Crispy and brown Armored at the teeth I wouldn't say more than Could be meant, but I meant well As it was a fancy
I've touched this crisp and It is, but the softest-- Just the greatest of all Things-- Setting the standard And there It sat to my right...
So there's this elaborate Charm Such flamboyant carelessness This luxuriant eminence Of pure intellect Sports-y and adequate Not in my reach
But this Flamboyancy and style! Such wit in her words Such grace in her laugh Such power in that mind And those witty words are Sharper than paper For paper cuts hurt more than The broken bone And paper cuts can hinder more than crutches
And Beelzebub does the devil Set aside, For hers stare is innocence That moves mountains As the hand of God did And melted Hell's fire As the ice from Pluto might
Yet no Asclepius is of help At the sharp pound of her eye You'll land in a comma You'd dream of more grace-- Like an angelic Succubus That kills with innocence
And this Flamboyancy, This wit-- It sat right at my right But my inept pliancy Will find itself in a buoyant Force of a thousand Jedi and of a strength that Only the proper charisma Could ever properly Sustain--
And until such appears I'll just worship that allure-- That accidental allure Of Universal forces As that of which is found the second Iron is formed in a Red Giant