Heaven help the citizen the worthy to be denizen of Love inspired by Tennyson awaken from false hope! and Heaven help her poetry sincere insensibility the height of all futility to party like the Pope!
Heaven help the serious who grasp that sweet delirious the simple yet mysterious is natures way of speaking and Heaven help our attitude to dwell in sleepy gratitude her longitude and latitude? a treasure for the seeking!
Heaven help her doggedness the sluggish **** of fogginess the rhyme afloat in bogginess which pulls her reader down. and Heaven help the man again who treads the Old Shenanigan to find a wretched mannequin a fool in love could drown.
Heaven help us everyone the world has lost it's sense of fun depending on the wealthy one to build amusement features and Heaven help the child within the haggard *** to see again to breathe the life which God has won and offers to all creatures!
my somewhat sarcastic response to criticism for the simpleΒ Β rhyme.