Caution, please, to the Next Adventure repressed
South from the Spangles to have your Bow healed
As Cross-Marked you are from this Faith depressed
Sweep Slathered Leys your Locked Ego concealed
Twice-good-thanks-Merry Five Placards perform
Each with their Tassels a-wait Colours pull
So Train you're wont; Keep those Stances reform
And tie those Charibels sate your Guts full
A Category indeed strips by the Bell
Where Two Sworn Sisters pad your Forces spock
Energise now! Let all Seasons be well
Then Drink-cool-be-Merry lift by the Brock.
There are those who sell Substances beware
The Dark Man's Game knows your Tempting Guns there.

Brandy *** Pig, Slough Companion you'll make
To prize your Aura for his Demands cope
Though Breathe you not; Life does succumb your Shape
Still ignite his Prayers for some Soft Hope
With such Stale Breath his Mind condones still
His Method-of-Tribbles well he can bundle
Such Pampered Master does rub your fur until
The Silver-Saned Eye calls for his Handle
And like his Child the Monkey witnessed made
Hung by his Closet for his Devotions barred
To lift your snout and wiggle his Escapade
Realise his Youth just Subscribed too Hard.
Perhaps your Counsel, plaster Fines therein
Need no Forced Receipts; Or Boosters wherein.

In Wonder much your Sore Barrels invade
From Whirlycoxed Dames do Insure your Vote
Or Bribes the Fortunate Rascals evade
Saw no other Buttons to Press your Note
So Truth bends the very Patron decide
Carry on the Labours of your Booned Mass
Though Protests trim for another Subscribe
Let all Porned Bobbies allow you to Pass
That your Room - now a Museum convert
Never which Knowing which Prudent Tile step
Then again - as rugged as Granite your Shirt
Stain its Ghostly Essense on your Precept.
Would there be News? Doubt to my Knowledge based
My Cheques duly Crossed and left to Moons chased.

Why these Roses Pink root Sentiments late
Though Easy Hours take Charity perform
Somber Labours do Extract my Blown State
Yet forged Remembrance to Greet your Fine Norm
That you should Teach - or Teach by apt Mature
Merrily remembered your Candle's Lot
Your Cousin Singer - chant Serenades pure
Through Shrunken Schedules he nearly forgot
Still Efficiency be the Cause of Time
In Wisdom be such Tangle's worthy spent
That of the Owl - consume the Mouse in thine
Though fill Selfish Profits to their Relent.
For now this Focus be: Be Blessed your Day
And Frolicking Thorns best be on its way.

And you finally Knew what must be Done
This Copper Sword above the Iron Sun
Threw your Light-Spears to Rio's Promise become
Then Crown this Gold to your Heart's felt as One
As such our Prayers plead to Bless your Name
That once and every Year own your Craft unique
Let your Knights kneel; And Wisdom carry the Frame
To see how Raised Jamaica's Son succeed
For in that Pride - by Health must your Charms flow
Then read those Lessons Bruised yet Shining Bright
Frowned Eyes will Falter; Then see your Strength a-glow
As your Love's Soothing Arms enhance you on Sight.
Now your Oblation - greet that Morning be
Steam, Sir Legend! A Legend you will be.

Blessings bestow on your faved Ruby Drink
And toast to another New Year's Best Sight
You're Growing, my Man; Smiles pour to the Brink
For you to Sip to Earth's Flavoured Delight
Sweets be Candies crushed; Simulations Free
Equal your Gaming Aspect in response
Bequeath your own Growing Theme by decree
Model your Bro's Working Model enhance
Yet Best to your Shape be such Good Advise
For now His Sterling Hand made you Unique
Bearing Fruits of Friends your own Charm will Spice
And cause the Jester flip his Cards oblique.
Enjoy your Day now. That Promise you earned
Dad's Smile on your Face; His Best Morals learned.

[HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BENJAMIN!]

To the Enlightened Healer take to Pray
My Swallowed Ego for his Bow to Heal
In his Reddened Mind deny his Best Day
And submit to Therapy his Triceps feel
Ever the More his Circle's Motto adapt
To Reconsider this Two Week's Defeat
A Warrior he is; Such Pool's Walk protract
And make the South brace his Healthy Conceit
But during this Event a Blessing cries
Which the Lone Star Maiden rushed to his Aid
A Few Soft Words; Then a Rub on those Lies
Allowed most of his High-Nosed Debts be Paid.
It was their Time. To heal Divorce's due
A Spectrum appeared; And signalled his Cue.