no, i'd love to meet up with
a "simple' afternoon gall...
   shy of a bladder...
but... you see...
   i have prior engagements with
your disney god
that i need to bite in his
*** of attempting to
stall wrath and...
  whatever the hell it meant
of jurisprudence
when it came to
discovering the law
of gravity...
     pretty sure as ****
no concern for man's "laws"
bore that ******* child;
you invest in a life
worth a post-scriptum...
                 and brgain against
this wordly affair...
           came...
    the candle, ushered
into a tornado to the blown out,
and man:
an appeasing instrument:
against himself...
     technicality of
language...
                i'd love to settle
the feud on said grievances...
but then again...
most women are the "simpleton"
******
i'd settle for, to mind
at eternity;
                             oops.