Sober minded, clovers that's bolder is told the finest, turn loose, reduce this solider, pushovers that told their kindness, minus his liveliness, crying "Buy me, I'll die a *****", I can only just imagine the sadness in flashing this, lavishness, with no class, I'm an *** if I'm grabbing this, **** this sash, plus this brass, this task, I'd love to miss, laugh last, fast madness, but cruising to soothe my way, no attractiveness, in fact I'm not ravished, I move away, who's to say, running is gunning for punishment, if you won by ******* this blunt to escape that ruckus *****, **** that ****, stuck in destruction, where is the hype?, I'd like to get my stripes, such a sight to see in the night!, though this life likes tough and then tougher to touch the ****** and delude, the clovers that think they're sober, THIS SOLDIER'S INTERLUDE.