never a clog in the ramshackle world
of the superlative ordinariness's
where no means definitely maybes
and yes means not on your nelly
no chicanery tantamount to sleight of deceits

I offer the decorum of finesse horned
a bouquet of upstanding gallant with valour
sweet scented poetry with sense featherlite
in essence you'll have of me what is for me
the caring accord of the enchanting and real

now away from vagaries of urchins petulance
or the raw froth of skittishness in pawn's steps
its graceful cultured and informed air I breathe
proper it is to swerve such not in rancour or bile
what gains I from foreboding plays in these dawns




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