Penny found in a lover's grasp
No time to tell, the obvious call
Time with a windy smile, to offer, to ask
Will we see the end of it, roles in all...?

True to waiting for hours, the tale
Is nowhere found, a beckoning tooth?
To remember a whole kind of shall, we fail...
Or rule the distinct and austere, for another youth

Since we are so poor
And knowing the calm of serendipity first
So went, and wanting the half of form
Sheer excitement? or the terror we may, worst...

Providence in motion, and lending the turn of history
Into a wayward kiss, of justice and moments until free
Fairly, the common decision to expel the irony of worry
Saving but one, and the many shall come to this, penny...