Atheistic beneficent credo,
dogmatically evokes fundamental
gnostic humanistic invocations,
joyously kickstarting literary
métier, native oeuvre
pulsating quintessentially,
rudimentary schema
traversing utilitarian vectors,
winsomely xing yore zen.
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boastfulness, haughtiness, pomposity....,
nor beg for any red cent
though methinks housing,
donning, adopting...,
a mephistophelian air proffers
more beneficial cree dent
shills, especially when combined
with healthy dose
of chutzpah fosters invincible
unprincipled dogmatic elan,
finessing, gilding,
and honing event
chew wool machiavellian
braggadocio with fervent
sea, sans this generic,
kinetic, and laconic (ha)
of Lix orbitz (around
sun) dry gent,
who downplays his aptitude,
cerebral enlightenment,
and native intelligent
potential, cuz humility more
appealing to me,
asper applicably analogous
with demeanor of Clark Kent
than (say...) disreputable, horrible,
and lamentable disposition
blatantly evinced
by mal level lent
quasi metaphorical pyromaniac
igniting proxy wars meant
to dispel any shadow of a doubt,
that trumpeting self righteous
privileged machismo coven nant
only allows, enables, and
strictly provides access of
materialistic trappings
(such as opulent
metaphorical arena i.e. on par
with Mar-a-Lago Club pent
house suite), and vamoose
with dirt poor dill link quint
(viz Matthew Scott Harris),
he hook can barely pay rent
(true not "FAKE"), where moost
of his measly money spent
(albeit on the bare necessities,
which social security
disability allowance
(monthly) support, may force him,
and the missus
out in the cold
shivering in a tent,
or he may forego
surviving (like Euell Gibbons)
on wild roots, bark,
berries...(shelving) camping,
and scout out
a prime heating vent
most like in the
city of brotherly love
after poverty doth reign
nasty, short and brutish
suffocatingly crush,
extinguish flickr of hope,
and flush away optimism
every fibre of mine existence
from within this decrepit body
life source runneth went.