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Bless those Executives thrive you en masse
Whose Assets strive your Esteem promote
Whom with Percentage page their Profits cast
And leave a Question on your Inner Note
Yet by Reason does Economy dwell
Such Talent alone cannot propagate
But - Family's Cause a Noble Heart sell
Is all too deeming to incastigate
So all was naught for your Robin's Cage win
With one but sole worth mystifying Dame
Oh well! Courage drink their Juiciest Sin
And Scanted Virtues are one and the same.
That is a Fact. Your Stark Image survive
Flow with the Flow; And clip your obvious Hide.
#tomdaleytv #tomdaley1994
Weigh this Balsam by Archimedes' Pell
Then try to be as catholic as you can
That even though the String you deny - tell,
Read this Milked News; Thus re-fashion a Man
Silly Riddlers! Tales which Rumours provide
Your harrowing Byzantine dared to spew
Cover the Gun; And later shoot-decide
Corn our efforts to wrap our Hearts a-new
So Pursuit un-needed for this espionage
When most of our Answers imprint your face
But who are we to pound? Or pin corsage
And steal what you worked so hard for your Grace?
Tally by tally, your Cross-Puzzle's bind
Un-Hook this Spirit; Un-Condemn this Mind.
#tomdaleytv #tomdaley1994
The Random Woman, your Holiday's young
Bid her Watch at this timed Cuddle promote
Knowing you, our Pride of the Flag has sung
By her Grin foretell such Hero connote
And what did you do? With a Hero's Lump,
Tongued her Gestures lame and tagged it Humble
If, by right your Mimosa's space debunk
Turned the Dollie's plans to Knit you, stumble
She was just being Nice. With you bestowed
The Banner of her Country's Hope agree
Which, at least a pawn, a Rose-Bud you owe
To subtract her Friendly Grudge and be free.
She means you well. Shows her flip of her hat
A Model. Period. And be where it's at.
#tomdaleytv #tomdaley1994
T'was somber and frisk to see you forchance
Add this Project your circled Pride in-store
Thus the Nationed Lion clawed for this Dance
For Show apt; Bid his Banded Mane does Roar
Yet despite his Den which houses my Nerves
Still I invest this foremost Confidence
That you would, by Diana's Cleft which serves
Ignite your Friends' Colours and Difference
That, by Tibb's Take, for further Applause heal,
Tip our Inner Profits beyond your Skin
And see their Characters of Gold reveal
Which by Promotion should always have been.
Dance, you Guys, and keep to the Startling Beat
With Diver's Tags owned; And Perfection meet.
#tomdaleytv #tomdaley1994
Kiku's Doll of her Spirit-Sister's Trap
Sought a Union for her Kinship's contact
With her Ebony draped across her back
Was once her Curtain; Four inches exact
Be a Sign as much as her tears replace
Hoping her Sibling plomb her eyes approve
When once she signed to her Mochi-Creamed Face
Finally bowed to her Lotus-Filled Love
Though tempt as her Chained Ghost wishes to leave
Her Swollen Family kept notice still
A Kami her choice; The Best Guardian be
To paste their Wounds from her Memories fill.
And from her Altar her Loving Eyes guide
Her Curtain still grows; Her Spirit far wide.
Not by random will these Faces compare,
These Sovereign Dainties blend just for you
Though slaved, willing to burn a Worthy Stare
And apt to earn your Felicities true
After all, Honour deserves worthy besought,
Worthy as Valued as Mulligan's Cat
Forchance, win your rare and clawful Grace wrought
Your Link once Opened by Reservation's at
Yet for these Faithful and Endangered Few
Whose Active Translation misunderstood
Tend the Forest still; And tendered the Hue
To filter your Baby's Innocent Good.
Perhaps on my Mind's own Weather debate
Your Judgment the Sun; Your Jury the Rain.
#tomdaleytv #tomdaley1994
I saw an Ulila
Whilst riding a Jeepney
Half-Shoed,
Half-Footed,
Saying, "BAYAD!"
An Endearment for Pay
Yet my Eyes affixed
On his One-Footed Shoe
But due to the Wear
Of a Day's Sweaty Trod
Begging for his Family Dinner
Hoping he could have a Full Meal
And Smiles
For him and his family
And still waiting
For his Final Stop
And still scraping
His Hard-Worn Scar
Thus the Ulila
Handsome to Beg
Despite his Birth-Marked Nose
Which was actually blood
From a flavourful fist-fight
And Soil,
Paints his Tender Body.

Thus the Ulila,
Swollen in his Eyes,
Suddenly remembered
He had nothing to Beg
For since his Time,
Was centred on Smiles
Greeting people,
Wishing them the
Best of Cheers and Holidays
And his Reward,
Sheltered and Soft,
Reaching the end of his Bay,
Cried, "PARA!"
An Endearment for Stop
And disembarked
Full of Flavours and Joy,
Wondering,
If he could Share such with his Family.

Then the Ulila,
Felt a Weight,
And Jingles in his Body.
Thinking of his Thursday's Stones,
He took some out
And all he found,
Were just some Worthless Pesos,
Given secretly,
By the Passengers he Entertained
In the busy Jeepney.

Thus Smiled the Ulila - The Selfless Urchin-Boy.
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