As your Laughter burst Tears of Sigh Relief
Him having left your Morning Heart deserved
Purse his Regret; Your Shining Light revealed
And Transform to Prime Victory reserved
This is your Day. Which Days will follow Print
And more would your Candles stoke Blessings a-light
To Follow your Waves; Which Waves define your Mint
And make Honoured Suitors open for your Sight
By this - Friend - invest such Time for your Hour
Though Connected Bonds take much to un-tangle
That - in due Sincere - place Wishes from a-far
Only for your Joy which God will Handle.
And your Heart - the Reservoir - fills Great Sense
Share your Themes to the World; And all in due hence.

Those Multiple Mouths which Sing for your Hand
By your Credentials a Challenge to fulfill
Either your Choice - or Customs of the Land
Promote which Evidence raised on your Skill
And in such Moments were most Trials formed
By happenstance the Offspring of your Fame
How pertinent must these Addicts suborned
Inhale your beclaimed Coloured Life in Pain
Yet your Business keep still; And still your Invest
Twice the Income to allow your Tongue numb
By her Dictate; An Instructor divest
Keep Trolls and Nurses away from your Comb.
Yet what of them - so jolly Chant in Praise
Demote from Human; Promote to Disgrace.

Should we ***** those Skies to settle the Cream
And infuse Wicked Rhythms to your Fruit
Flowers of such Scents do pose by the Ream
And Mark this Herald-of-Excellence by June
Benign such Time - the Time of Merry-Month
Where Splashy Bonds condensate into Friends
A Dab on his Nose - Smiles bloom to the South
Apart from his Fly such Model amends
But to you dear Promise Rain your Career
Relieve Printed Points from Tweets inspire
Where Prime Sports Pop merge Belief in arrear
And place his Breath to your Mouth respire.
Oh, those Songs! How merry Sentiments sing
Naught, naught yet besought; Those Empowerments bring.

Which Lock and Key your Fine Maidens remit
To keep one such as me in that Sorrow?
Perhaps, for Just and Everyone's Benefit
Let Clock's Hand Scales reveal for Tomorrow
So that, even Business was not to Portend
And scramble the Values your Heart reserves
That, if Un-Leashed, Scandal brews by Contend
And drag all Praises down to their Conserves
Shall we suffer Debate in the Parliament
Then allot those Knocks with your own Heart's Vote
Else apply this Witness for Testament
With a Boulder lift your Hard-Pressed Devote?
Patience me. That Kiss behind your Accept
Frown his Blue Face; Then perfume your Decept.

Some prostrate your Temple; Others your Fame
Yet where of the Rest price the Value of You?
Which Rare Squirrels pouch those Walnuts by Name
And cheer Percentage high by what you Do
Only if this Truth - as Truth must become
Allow this Crazy Cherry to numb your Sweet
Then arrange your Means whether Sensed or Numb
Yet pocked by such Stars a Challenge to Meet
These the two Polar Girls bared. If for self
Breathe Old Life as Fresher Documents made
To pursue your Dive as a Soldier's bereft
And leave your Scent endure Falsehoods be Brave.
As for this Bard - Repeat his Words be True
Yet still your Accept will be up to you.

With much Delight your Frequent Friender stays
Only by Her shows un-equalled Relief
With her Barmy Flag fixed your Sight in-place
Which rooted your Foundation beyond belief
Past Merrimost Fraggles keep to your own
To Prime Achievement your Focus succeed
As Time-Soaked Techniques caused Foxers to Blow
And nailed the Arian from shredding your Creed
So did your Jockish Coach in Spice and Pride
Lift his earned Tassels with a Glass of Wine
His Fancy - as his Postdecessor cried -
Knowing his Strategy paid-off in Kind.
Then to Her - a Thankful Bouquet you Show
Then to HER - a Pucker soon most will Know.

Your Youth. Your Time. Your placed Investiture
So did these Ringers let your Throne announce
With fresh commentary spring your Boys pure
And clasp their Spirits for Victory enhance
Now there's the Go! Humbled yet so Pronounced
To apply Punctuations for your Team's End
Which the Lion roars their Thoughtful Doubts bounce
And Mark every Tariff they could Append
When most Nations laugh, they Green in Despair
Why his Coloured Mane kept whipping the Waves
Perhaps Leisure, his fleeting Vice repair
Kept hard-earned Fortiments from Woes and Slaves.
Still on still, these Songs by Splashes carry
Another Batch-of-Stamps; To Home they tarry.

Look at me. Now look at your Love's Best Face
Between us both should un-bridge this Compare
How Worldwide Souls plead with your own Fast Grace
And her patient Prayers ask for you there
Now since you Learned her Independence that
Soon her Arm's Reach will promote to a Palm
As many Groupies do hassle her at
When Sammie and Jackie re-unite upon
So in this Contrast - where does my Role shift
Far from Connection in so much a Pearl
A Thorn, at that! ***** this Bleeding Thumb lift
Which by the Scythe cut the Phantom and furl.
Even though these Issues may Lock and Wane
Three Years hence, these Tears relieve my Insane.

Under most Circumstances keep Offense
Fearful which Foreign Voices tend to Betray
Whichever Dame or Diver licks your Defense
There your Potent Training roots them at-bay
Perhaps your Person, skinned yet strawed by Choice
Placed chosen Parapets enter the Few
And where my Rawlish Spirit blows out a Voice
The Wax does cop; Or Heaters blend a Stew
To Rally then, a Sickness born indeed
Makes Brisk Conversions programmed to Despair
Yet allow your Vices for Virtues to Bleed
Risks the Common Hand - the Headmaster's there.
To place one's Treasury far from your own
Betrays the Heart's Consent and my Cover blown.

Inspiration comes as Inspiration goes
As so do most Pressed Muses come into Play
Smooth Voices hamper what Peace left on your Toes
And mix your lot's Pride to a Concentrate
So perhaps if your Plans to Fold become
And force Honest Pleasures by Category
No more these Marks sent; As Two become One
And drive away Fribbles on Alimony
Though your Tone - as Fixed as a Girl's Decide
Which Colour or Drape will admit her Best
At least your Point announce as they Confide
Whether to Move On or keep their Life's Zest.
So if you Tell, place your Image at-risk
And Condemn your Sponsors for Others to frisk.

Lovely does the Mum and Son's Image provide
As most Evenings cheer and beckon the Day
How your Tired Expenses shoulder her Bide,
Transform your Repute for a Holiday
Though this Moment my Frightened Father must
Aid his caused Liniments for Healing probe
Which you remind to love my own Love's least
As the Lifted Dad placed your Heart on-hold
Meanwhilst. Enjoy. As I consume the Brate
How Honoured and Proud your Prince-of-a-Son
As he to you. The Vessel of his Make
Offered his Generation's Time for your Fun.
You Deserve it. As all Maiden Names do
Though Heartened Secrets are what Defines you.

Even those Candles could no more Define
As what your Soldiers call your own Best Day
Where Valiance and Virtue steep on your Time
Then allow these Records to Sing on your Way
Which, despite, your Custom bid to Conserve
Though much of their Favours pray for his Skill
Must they sing - or dream - else wait for their Turn
If through the seine fish his own Heart to ****
Which is why, with you, must he Advertise
Your Solemn Attendance of Wild Youths meet
For Dames to know; And Fruits to Realise
His Exposed Temple un-sold on the Street.
Let your Feast rage on; Yet Folded Hands keep
When your Precious Gem his Reward will reap.

Hello, Lad. Months-by-Months your Frame stood last
Seemingly asking why I took to Stare
Earlier in White; Then later in Suave
Probobly asking why I must Compare
Yet shrug my Sides as I beg your Aplomb
As much as Bob's Uncle be so Polite
In fairness, Conscience reprieve this draft Comb
Hoping which Minted Dames nip you in-spite
Now that's Blokey! Ferment this Promised Man
Yet set your Seeded Expectations flow
Take it from me; Less Abrasions you can
And trust the Seasoned Youth in your arms Grow.
Well, be Well. To which I pray your Joy's Ripe
To weave your Dogs; And in design a Knight.

Youthful One, Blessed God's Fingered Hands Youth
How we met in this White Dimension fill
And read your Verses with Roads of Fine Truth
Does mend my Doubtful Moments for the ****
Such were the Visions imprinted at Hand
Which the Gun and the Weeper beg for Place
Yet *** these Minuses for Creation's land
Your Fashion by purpose ignites my face
Now, for your friend's Warring Moments let Balm
So your Connection induce their own Growth
Just let those same Verses promote their Calm
And see how long will Inspire their Worth.
Then she arrives. And your Gift no longer kept
To feed this Dying Earth after she wept.

One could Absorb your Stubborn Skies depend
Always in Place your Giggley Heart beseech
Though the News deny what we Comprehend
A Diversion cast her Arm within Reach
So who am I to blight these Palms interfere
Shake lots for Stones which analyse your Weight
And in her Notice lift Pebbles from Fear
To ensure both your Equal Tendons does freight
And just as well when your Timing will strike
Then purchase all your Experiences thereof
To lift this Altar; Rich in Offerings like
Then admit to her Moment's Heat so Soft.
I said I could. Though such Commitments break
If for the Mind my Week's Training forsake.

The Giant Hogweed of North Europe's Crest
Dress its Rowdy Poison to all save for Swine
And how Daring its pungent class Infect
To sever its Fruits from out of its Kind
Indeed, disappoint this Gardener throw
To add Collection as his Ornament
Now since Decree blast as a Pest it shows
Qualified its leaves as Combustiment
Did by Behaviour the Great Mother spare
Thorny Systems and Scales for Dignity?
How thoughtful. Which Gratitude must you bare
And decrease this silly Admosity.
In case you learned, the Maple State cried war
The death of your Species pray End by far.

I guess, within your Brand-of-Efforts brew
Stream-Soaked Ideals where Sentiments speak
Though occupied, replenish Thoughts a-new
Though Birthed in Praise; Simple your Tastes indeed
For one could pick your Choice of Hearts adore
Yet keep Investment to a Safe Degree
Given your Craft; With Statues plead for more
Wishing one Day those would shatter Free
I applaud you then; Valued by such Applause
As Smoother Humans bubble on the Rough
Regardless of Views; Such Malice bestraught
And let Three Sisters advise when enough.
Perhaps that would be the Theme of your Swine
To cushion Cravings; And comfort the Blind.

As you dear Eminent Sample deserve
The Lone Star Beauty induce your Folks Proud
From your Labours Just and Hard-Earned Reserve
Won this Institution of Trumpets sound
Of this where Marked and Raised Doctors combine
Now spread your Sheet to Write the Athletes prove
And Brand this name - the Name so long Divine
Postpone his Sentiments yearning to Love
I pound no Pillows; Save of Honest Gold
To where this Verser's Promise takes to Flesh
For her Joy's Sake by her Knowledge behold
Draw out their Blessed Strings at her Expense.
The Waters do turn; And turn to Stars follow
Her Spangles must Fly; For they Heal the Sorrow.

Now that your Patron unleashed a New Type
One which your White Shirts admit to Preserve
To simply remind your Young Plans will Hype
And Honour the ****** you so deserve
Though moot my Labours to buy your Consent
And cast Riddles in that Once-Dodgy Box
For Eyes the Pineapple begs to Event
And blast this Potent to infect like Pox
Yet yours the Hopeful Spirit Trust will still
Despite my Dark Prophets ***** the Doubt
To my Business be Faith and Hymns until
Your Sovereignty I can now live without.
This Better to own; My Affairs be mine
And let Choices your Investment be thine.

Upon this Night hence I haggled the Thief
And pruned the Sky for a Tastier Deal
To which these Replies flow Raindrops so brief
Then page Illusions their Moments be Real
Perhaps. At the Moon press Answers divine
Then cause the Lunatic to preach his own Code
Till when Love's Taste turns Sour as thine
And Sweetness coats such Fine Sugar absorb
Perhaps. To the Sun do Increments form
When no other Value would hasten the Taste
Allow Baser Voices secure the Norm
The sacrifice your Core all into Waste.
These Motions end. A Lemon all I could give
For your Seed's Joy; Which for her you shall Live.

Like Authorisations on a client's card
So would fall-off in days spare this Complaint
And force my Red Ghost to ripen that hard
And let Destitute be that of a Saint
And Act needed must. To cleanse this Theatre be
So would allow Fresher Faces perform
Then yours a greater Sprint spectators see
Your Decision the Rainbow must conform
Thus should Sunny Deeds flick their Noses fly
Else *** your Healing Scent to Interpret
When most of Earth's Fortunes mammer there-by
Once more squeeze Cackles from a tourniquet.
All of these Known; And all as just Aware
Stilt your Fine Goals; From whose Mercy bleeds there.

To Adjust those Keys laid bare in your Display
Where Mindset and Wit take hours to perform
Then ply the Goddess of Vaudeville's way
Promote her Issues as Emotion's Storm
So would mine be the Flavour of her Act
And follow her Wares draught for Reasons why
Maybe my Life, such dictated from Fact
To Servitude create Voices on High
Loony. And Scary. So many sane Verbs
Plot these Parcels think Citisens are blot
Yet soon as Decrees worm-out into Words
Would Prune-Filled Dancers bake these Creeds forgot.
Happily sprint, and plate in all Life's flat
Accept this Tea's spread; And for Tea begat.

So here I am,
Sitting on a Everhard Rock
Minding my own Personal Business
Riveting my Eyes to the vast, distant Grassland
And withered Trees shaking for liveliness.

The Wind, flowing free and gay
Rustling Leaves in every same way
Tornadoes of small sizes spin them round-and-round
Till every last Sheet of them is never found.

As my Sight continues to scan every Natural Being
The Sunlight's spectrum heats my forehead's gleaming.

Summer if you may say,
But I do not:
Breezy Atmospheres, Falling Leaves
Make it all Impossible
And Animals in terms of Dying Grounds
Begin to rot.

In all Sudden Time
I felt quite bored
Maybe if I raised my God-Given Hands
I could sing to your Praise, O Lord.

Then I stood,
Breathing in that precious Air
Filling my tender Lungs with Fresh Feelings
And my Brain with Shattered Flares.

Trot, walk, trot, walk,
There was a Time that I didn't stalk
My Progressive Mind began to accumulate Stoney Thoughts
Something...That involves my Nature
Without getting caught.

WHOOSH!
My Back felt that forceful Breeze
Thinking of me as one oppressed Stone
And pushed me towards the Lowlands
With its Frosty Whirls that made me freeze.

Herds of Cows mooing
And Cockrels ****
A Menagerie of Sounds
That I never tried to mock.

For in those Sounds
Symbolise Nature's way to auduce
Those Tenacious Vibes wiggle my Eardrums
Making my Restless Heart feel Joy.

My Humiliated Uncle
Always seeks Help
A Thank You is what I get
Whenst helping a Whelp.

Father, my Noble Roots
Dig-up for Space
For our Everyday Food
As we carry them as Loot.

Mother, my Beloved
Cooks for our Family's Meal
And calls us Everyday in Time
Reminding us that Supper...Is perfect Mead.

Cousins, Brothers, Sisters and Babes
Become my Best Companions
Never leave me alone in Misty Loneliness
So they asked me to Play; so I joined
And accept their Loving Tenderness.

These are all my Boons
Of the Mother's Greatest Gift;
Nature: For she is a Mother too
And Family - thank God - do I have one
Which I promised to bond with them like Flexi-Glue.

In this Still Day my Heart sings
The Beauties of our Lord's Greatest Creation
Including Me
In One, Holy Ring.

This Supple Mystery
I haven't known
Since the Final Preface of It
Hasn't shown.

Nevertheless,
I am content with what God has given Me
In all His Merciful, Holy Time
He made me what I am to be.

I Myself, in very frank Thoughts
I realised are Part to what God has given me
The Difference from Others is that I'm Immortal
Which makes me rich in Everlastiness.

Spitefully speaking
All Things, in Everyone's name must die
There is a Great Beginning and a Despairful End
One which a Soul cannot escape and lie.

We People, even I
Cannot be delivered from Death.
Our Bodies will soon find itself in Decaying Matter,
Leaving our Precocious, Material Wealth.

But Hope,
Will always last long.
Bodies may die in vain,
But our Souls will always be FREE.
Sadness may exist in Triumph
But Joy will still come in Glee.

Nature too, can be called to the Reaper's Scythe
Grass proudly swivering in the Wind cut-down,
Heaven and Earth can be called to Time
But God's loving Hope and Peace can never be called to Death.

Of your Raw Fingers pressed to Overstand
Think at your Age has begged to Mis-Inform
With Hardened Teachings your Friend does Withstand
Placed your Notice at my Encore deform
Yet well-earned raised as your Craft will Improve
The Water Sport's Bend should dip you to play
These Pillars humaned and humming for Truth
Let Reason ripen and urge you to stay
Alas! Un-So. For your Energies give
More Coloured Matters which Rumours were based
To rather seek such Saner Friends live
Than brush with Dodgy Sages for Today.
As your Departure, ***** this Open Palm
Tempt me to Rage; But for Righteous stay Calm.

Only in Time mattered this Scroll shall Close
And finally Dot this Sought-Painful Book
On your Decide where your Heart will Emboss
That One Final Joy who'll Smoothen your Look
And by Golly how such Happiness fulfill
Clasping your hand under that Sanctified Dress
Then ****** those Groupies oft on their Will
Pray this Soft Tragedy in their Digress
So then - Creed or Race - Influence your Choice
For Mum and two happy Brothers expect
To carry their Blood; Which Blood be their Voice
To succumb Tradition by Circumspect.
Fourteen-Lined Girls cry; Yet cry in Best Cheer
Knowing such News be your Craving to hear.

Deuce Brother States, embrace your own Define
One which assigns your Profile to be Real
Another, by flip belongs to your Lime
Which in your Comfort does merrily Steal
Is this such Bulb, which you chose to Enjoy
Even though its Pockets carry a Plague
If, by Tempt's timing by reason deploy
Morning smoothes a Tan; Evening crumps an Ague
For a Coin as Janus begot is Enough
Even as it Matures your Chronology
Would better the Memoirs be Pure though Tough
Multiply this Peace your Anthology.
You're Ripe enough, at least in your own Crop
Whilst waiting for the Owl to perch its Drop.

If not with those Pennies insure the Prank
And take Profession from his Engineer
Replace his Dowry; His Welcome be Frank
For billowing Youths on his Life-Blown Steer
How unique then, your Generation's greet
Something which the Elders may not hold place
To bribe their Thumbs; Tens-by-Ten-Places meet
And pass his Tickets for your jolly face
But what squabble must this Ritual provide
Save that Ceremony which marks your Friend
To whose Toyish Moments breathe your Confide
By his Years consult your own Testament.
This was your Cue. To come out of your Shell
Free from your Chains; To those Vices be well.

As the Artichoke, succulent when raw
Add stunning Flavours when allowed to roast
Whose Heart, seeped Marrow richer my Tongue saw
Spells a better Taste when eaten the most
Yet in your School, Time has honoured your Bake
Which Rosencrantz and Guildenstern took Like
Seems so, for Tested Barrels be your Make
Cross that of Swollen Souls which took Excite
Such was your Work - your pink, spongy Brioche
Rowdily kempt though tempting to enjoy
Which they Both consume; Then reserve their Broth
Hoping some Dames would savour your Specialty.
And Savour indeed, I Hope in Expense
Till such Recipe goes beyond Intense.

The Philosopher-Dad told me once more
To prose Un-Condition with that of Fame
Or marry the Stars; Whose Lights seeped at Core
Bring those Cycles bound to Verses remain
It was, I admit, since a Decade been
For a ***** whose Hours prove your Good Truth
That despite those Slates - as Smooth should have been
Were our Terms writ; Be it Carnal or Couth
Sad. If such your Judgment our Virtues based
Though try as we must to Scribble the Heart
Which by Human consign our Charms defaced
And offer the Harlot to puncture your Part.
If we mean well, then by Lighthouse Respect
Take our Signals be; Without pre-aspect.

Soonafter post the Mandarin Event
When all Blimps had their respective Kids filled
Your Lads celebrate as a Member spent
And rinse whatever Slime they had distilled
Then your Head, turned to such Species galore
Jewelled with Contracts which fulfill your Age
Then you Heed - to Darling Trend after all
As most Males Come; And come employ the Rage
Why not? As your Prime and Flavoured Program
Enjoy the Spice which the Stars-and-Stripes feed
And with that - toss Inheritance by spam
Then dive to such Pool which most Females need.
Tether you hither, Testosterone boom
With Estrogen mix; Then announce your room.

Artists and Athletes to these Numbers bind
And no more could such Cross-Feelings exact
By Pen, Brush or Note we exploit the Mind
Through Land, Sea and Air you employ the Rack
Either way, our Skills classify the Mage
And Family the Unit must Magnify
Yet - as Bratty Ambition plagues our Cake
Such Blessed Market plomb your Qualify
What more have we got? Save our Printed Creeds
Compare those Olympians we can't compete
For Sponsors promote; And Patrons at-beads
Whether which Craft will Supply or Deplete.
It depends. Since Nativity-of-Space
Where all Lights are spread; Which most Fame is based.

Lybia Tesserlata cheer your Aplomb
Though in fact your Act was meant for Defense
By feeding your Tenants each on their Comb
Then return your Shell by Deadly Cell's sense
Un-Surprising since Life on this Mattress
Blue and bleak as a Jungle should become
Given your Size versus Form in Distress
And sway your Foes to their Mouths become numb
And once the bubbles clear, might I suggest
To keep your Polyps for one more Function
When the Other comes, her *** swelled at Best
To win her Colours for Reproduction.
The Mum bless you be; Forever Instinct
Dear proud Inchordate; Forever Distinct.

What will it take just to format those Stars
When Wits un-matched end in Victory's Clash
Still, persake, place Enjoyment in those Wars
Which Admirers dwell; Then Illusions flash
That Castle, drawn, yet eager to withdraw
Still your patient Former will Advertise
As the Latter - frilled - take Flesh from the Saw
Placed Fingers for Fame; Then moot to Realise
Which how conserved is this Enlightenment
If Seven Youths stream for Eight Elders more
But, if pleased, make-do for Comfortiment
As Sympathies wise-up from avid Lore.
We can go on, since your Assets respond
Was simply a Myth; Like my Tones abscond.

Before this ardent Prank you consider
Concern your Senses on how they'll react
If, with Plomb expressed, breach this Barker
To demote his Heresy into Fact
Of course, seldom would we fancy such scene
And kiss Companion we will christen Hope
Which, by your Rights thereof, absorb such Mean
Then ferry those Weights as a New Year's Dope
It is a Being. Sentient as he
Whose Cuteness reimbursed his Nature make
Which, invest his uttermost Respect be
Will his Innocence and Comfort bespake.
Humour cures. In this Shaky World indeed
To sew its Scars; Promote Contempt at speed.

Yet still how the Mind would by Conscience clear
As Pickled Brains could those Sooted Clouds mop
If Facts extolled by such Roomed Degrees fear
The Elder-of-Age; Check deserve his Crop
That by addends of his Résumé, form
Match sordidly less to his Passion burn
And plomb much Skin; Past Generation's norm
Make less easy for Child Labours in-turn
Unless hammered - again - wax this *** Refuse
To sacrifice your Male for Image spent
Soon Locks will rust; In best Demand abuse
By plucking the Peacock's Magnificence.
Can you Comprehend? This Well-Minted Voice
Ask for Pile's Honest; Beg for your Fine Choice.

Strive that you Love her. And perhaps you do
Post juggering Flashes your Heart does beat
Re-Live to Celebrate in Joy review
Her Name so Tender your Shy Mouth repeat
For such your Wage for Honoured Labels earn
In cast with Five Crossed Pundits of the Muse
With their Invite does qualify your Turn
To ****** their Suns; Yet sustain your refuse
Which un-certain as why to scratch my head
If with your Benefits make you Deserve
This mostly will Bow; And the World condescend
To the Heartiest Tale we should have heard.
But still your Locks possessed your heart must Drink
Invest for the Few; If Opened will Sink.

Yes. He is Right. The ****** of the Foot
To clear your Cache from Un-Licensed Folly
For Season's Head be his; Though top his Cute
Keeps his Shirt within his Testimony
And why so, we ask? Though Shine's Tempting Phase
Smiles her Invitation for your Accord
Considering - your Ripened Fruit will taste
Sweetness from the Flesh; Sour from the Word
Yet till when must these Base Tenses beware
Task our Wild Syllables from Preconcept
If with Fingers shutter those who would dare
To **** your Virtue with such Misconcept.
Power to the Ball. The Kingdom God's Sport
As most Dippers fare a better Consort.

Then in your mind those Back-Up Clouds conjure
Beneath those Raisins on what to do next
And overhead - the Gold State's Hand demure
Filming your Profile in place of Context
It simply cringed since her Rich Stem exclude
Far beyond sight on how she must obey
Yet on your Screen - HER - on how she'll include
Song or Sanity to rev-up the Day
Remember. Please. These People of the Board
Place Fashion on such High-Stroked Chins alike
Such Fresh Flesh for Sale; Yet ready for hoard
Approved their Culture as a Rage-on-Height.
She has your Access. Though miles from the South
Beckons her Will by the flick of your mouth.

Some, not all, ask for Reference to speak
All, but some, frisk for Pertinence to leak
Yet in your Portrait such Dignity will seek
Adam's Fresh Peel lay bounty for his Eve
If I could guess - your best trial for Art
Which I suppose should renew their Souls click
If such - no doubt - keep your Dimples at heart
Then crease your Buttons for Sun-Babes to lick
After all, this Journal of Good Repute
Offer these Motifs to season the Man
Flexed or Fixed - let your Acrobats compute
To be at your Prime as Fine as you can.
And as I recall, your Tanned Friend deserves
A Place in such Spot; Though prone to Conserves.

This Saltimost Gunk your Innocence bade
Hoping your Fresh Field would spare its Effect
Yet this, my Friend, must Tradition be made
For children's giggles their smiles circumspect
Such is Culture. As such your hands take part
To plead their foresights for Fantasy refresh
Shall you permit these Addles of the Heart
If for the ****-Tube their Malice enmesh
Of course, not all. Yet their Tridents stay sharp
Somehow by flickered minds dry-out their Will
Though others, by ditto, pluck-out your Harp
Anything to sate their Loneliness, still.
Tasty, is it not? On your First Day's visit
As the Red Blimp lands on your palms explicit.

"Dive it like Daley!" So the New Slogan says
Apart from those Spots our Humble begs store
Which the Sea-Monkey shrieks; Yet grew-up instead
And stripped the saviour ready for a Scourge
So it Happens. Now. This Charming Event
Will hasten your Assets to these Stripes excite
Who, by Fanfare, would exploit your Consent
And ply Definition your Body incite
Unless, if Eared, like the Senior Mundial
Whose Seasoned Soles kept the Ground with his Wife
Such Concept is Flesh; If well-read withal
Know which Fermented Tombs threaten your Life.
If that Portal you choose, and chose convict
Leave the Flag un-furled; With your Brow restrict.

For whose License must your Coppered Mouth sing
Which the Lamb and the Owl compose for you
This - define such Friend - thumb your nickered strings,
Then delve Innocence perform those Tidbits true
Perhaps my Finger - or Eye then about
Point to where your Righteous Heart should belong
As you praise your Job; Past Excellence stout
Play your Hidden Muse in search for a Song
Which Customers, their likely Music spell
Helled or Heavened Clefs you both pacify
That this Foundry should acclaim Managers well
As their War-Torn Throats win your satisfy.
Still it was just a Day; As such Day did pass
Back to your Reward; And Reward it was.

Plomb this Hand to stamp Cotton to your Name
Is a Task too daunting for me to assume
Though embed, plast Sentiments to your Fame
Will allow the Charmer to bleed your Perfume
And why now? Ask this Soiled Agent bereft
Pleading when he is qualified to kiss
At least in-tune, break-saddle for such Theft
Sipping your Smile as he conquers your Bliss
But you type on - Busy - less a Bee's Stock
Yet ardent be the Pleasures you relay
When - snipping the Eight - rest-easy for Lock
Bid your Moment's hurry to cheer your day.
Yet such Smile remains. Which your Elder missed
Interprets a Choice; Yet a Choice sans Risk.

Life, as with all Beings impregnated
Hamper these Virtues for those Teens delayed
To which we remind; In Growth compensated
Handy-Spread Vices from Feelings displayed
Perhaps from which - shun such Bloke-Haste Advice
Having spoiled these Inner Credentials since
What-Not? What-For? Skin that Crumpy Device -
Cross-dress Cat's Tannery to Barrows hence:
What this means - Sentinels - or Football-Humps
Even with Morals does enrich the Need
To hear a Lumper; Then post-date with mumps
Part-and-Parcel take Learning from a Seed.
This, after all, your Labels from Friends fear
Fortify your Codes; To Values they hear.

You O Lovely Fingers wont disappoint
Press-Brand for Chocolate your Face enjoys
I recall these Roses; Such Heart anoint
Though sincere my Friendship less a Real Boy
At least by Theme my Good Sense offers Cheer
Grateful such Sweet Reserve took my Notice
Though apart - my Pink Uniform arrear
Lowered your eyes from Expectation's complice
Yet - if by Soul or Spirit must I Sing
Which soon your Honest Clocks will reap your Love
Less auxes and call-works; Haply I ring
Wear this Headset; Connect his Kisses above.
Till then - my eyes - must genuflect your Cause
Stern an Agent's Wear; Soft a Woman's Gauze.

Philosophy. Elegance. Yet Sense un-done
That Time-by-Time those Bantered ***** retweet
Which - by Fair - smoke these Elements become
Breathe Conscience into Sage; And thus we meet
If only should your Fresh Convention wear
Prune these Forceps to your Young Tridents fixed
At least a Wee - and a Wee bit of hear
Some Owl's Downey Feathers make to your Mix
And what I offer - if Offer be Creed
My Base Mortal Template bound to Annoy
Was simply to Watch; And respond to your Need
Though my Voice un-qualify to your Ploy.
At least I Tried. Though surpass Dimension
Usurper I be; Though Honest Intention.

That for your Mum my Befriend's Flag receive
Since those Lines un-called by Red into Four
I withdrew that Meaning; And kneel to Reprieve
Which divert therehence to Interpret forth
Forgive my Dogs. Plain. Simple. Real. Full-Stop
Which my Elder Flag deems Responsible
For your Touchy Cloud; And Honour begot
Which by Pertinence arrest the Constable
And to see this - Angel - then hem the Wound
Bespoke my Shamed Fears for Activity
Promote this Risk; Yet for Friend's Hands must Sound
To fizzle these Scars for your Harmony.
In turn your Dad's Face; Stamp Legacy you
Lamp's Living Oil extend; And extend a-new.

And now this Purse-Seine Friend identify
Responsible for such so-called un-Friend
For your own Shakes; My Trust un-qualify
Tampered my Meanings to Reach and Amend
Why? Will such Actors breached under the Hood
Infest and Assault your Just Normalcy?
Which Tweens are Apt; As apt Growth understood
Express their Wild Fluids since Infancy
If from Nursery was I employed since
Then Trained to butter these Rant Bullies forth
That Bully called LIFE; His Sluggers which mince
Make retail and reform his own True Worth.
A Planker he be; And Boarder discover
Pray his Soft Career; And Good Points recover.

That dare you bid Claim to Monopoly
Of Potent Spheres which Winged Beauty does fly
Ignite these Dames; Yet pampers their Fury
Of Somber Gentlemen their Choice deny
Yes, I know. Though your Genetics un-fault
For your Living God to birth you such Bless
He does so with Plans; And plans such Consult
Beyond which flexible Models impress
Friend. If by so still entitle you Friend
That sometimes for a quonce un-clog your ear
For at least a Moment; With un-due Percent
More than Prosed Merriments you beg to hear.
Of this I say; And say in Full Subscribe
Leave the Heroine be; And un-***** your Pride.

These Tonka Beans sort as Forbidden Lick
Chop into Two for its Bright Brown display
To Spice your Flesh; Or Spot your Virtue nick
Else promote the Brioche your Flavour's way
Perhaps instead I'll savour its Perfume
Then bet on my Lassie's Amourous Dance
Till her Corsette twists; Then her Bust resume
With such bloat her Succulent Mounds enhance
Ah! If my Wages fare me much Afford
Would deeply Relieve me of some Hunger
Be it Mouth or Groin; A Value concord
Tear my Desert Robes and Sink me asunder.
Alas! Beaten first by the Sun King's make
Ground into Powder; Then mix into Cake.