Post through, envy and who
Seasons of sorts, to collect a filial layer of dust
Integrity has imagined, a faerie in gains, glue
Is a solemn coin to a suspicion's eye, that must

Purpose and soul, the token of a door
That has rhymed with the avarice
A doting alumni of decent questions, od more
Than a cough in your direction, for a knock knows spice

Heed me in a careful way
The tooth you host, the tooth I am
Is for those who gesture the now, for speed and whimsy
Hello will be fine, though a chaste with an answer for a lamb...

Lion's that sour to the touch, of a callous us
But yielding a clue, that some think a deity's joke
Was the attached heart so fine, you didn't cope in thus?
The truer tale of sense, the hours until I keep an irony's vote...

Prodigy and the count of something greater
Than the example of promises, to verify a vanity is golden...
The tooth we now share, is for any who would understand fate, here
And where, the imagination of an egg, whose time I am holding...