By now this Parable your Mind compels
At Arm's Point shift Targets your Heart's pursuit
Retrieve Correction; And a Soul which sells
A ****** whose Career begs his Debut
I'll leave it at that, your Frost-Fingered Friend
***** your Sphere to whose Raged Interest provide
And Ricin - the Elder's Pleading Tongue - rend
Hapless Wordings for your Sapling confide
Still, at this Level of your Tender Waves
Bring Olives made tasty for you to swallow
Just leave the Credit for your thoughts and saves
And let Inspiration plead you follow.
Put it down. Twenty Voices already cried
To carry their Lives; Of Illness has died.

What to cook, or which ingredients to add...
Hmm. Consult your two Sisters if I may suggest
But knowing you, of Health and Taste be glad
A Masterpiece birthed; Or a Monster at-less
Then again, this Creamy Gift you encrypt
Smothered by the Blue Dragon on-demand
With Reason heartfelt for her Smiles uplift
Signed her Approval by holding your hand
Of course, there's Dessert. The Prime of the Day
Best from your Show's stress to Service relieve
A taste from your Earth; With Sweetness the Way
Led her Heart for Triumph she will believe.
This is your Clue. An Opportunity last
To Suckle the Babe; And Mature it fast.

What Fashion does your Flaming Hair address
Or else temper the Warmth which defines you
This Help, assist in our Concerns distress
Unexpected, yet ever-welcome true
Such Flame - taped silent - burst in my surprise
Oppose an Urchin's Tongue to my conceit
A Mentor - calm - tempting to my reprise
Improve my Model; Then ask your receipt
Ever then, tell, why Habits breed snakes
Unable to pause since decline the legs
Meanwhilst. You. Excel with Life's Living Brakes
At least in Public, so your Statement begs.
Please refrain your Fear. Harmless as this Verse
A Friendship's Gift it is; And nothing worse.

All but the Tastiest Stars recommend
The very Batch of Lights we should absorb
And you, pity must your Choices first end
Decide the Easy Kilogramme at-store
I should have known this; But what has been
Drink the Passioned Chalice prescribed by choice
Which, merry-mastered as you should have seen
Up-Turn a table Jolly Jesters voice
Now whose Scale weighs? Without the aid of Gold
Judge whose Denser Form labels sentient
Mine the Sour Air; Yours the Sweetest Hold
Either which pick the Prime and Pertinent.
I'll take my Leave. But not a Coward's Coat
To wear the Moon's shoulders; Yet still do gloat.

But life is just a fancy phase
A seed that's from the start is sown.
A life that every one can own
A part that every one must face.

Its' ups and downs is but a way,
Of telling you what world you make
If it was true or was it fake,
It makes your destiny that you sway.

For life is but an irony
It teaches you what's in your past.
For you can learn or you can just
Ignore it from all your memory.

Yet life is just a passing dream,
But somehow it will end and soon
Its' end could always be a boon
Or it could only be a scheme.

And yet as death do so enfold
Relief does come as it occurs.
For in the end it just incurs
To be of fame or just untold.

Yet death is just a simple thief
That lurks behind in every life,
And strikes unknowest in its strife
No matter what was your belief.

So now I wish this life to mend
Thus I could rest and be so blessed.
To stop a life I have possessed
And so at last this life would end.

I since pocketed these Letters of late
The Name which spelled Indifference to me
Though Un-Faulted, salt those Trenches of Hate
Are those my Performance has come to be
So that Lesson - engraved - frown this Compass
To which this Arrow de-values the One
As such looked to Heal; And oil-out this Pass
To let my Weights submit and prove un-done
Yet, sooner or later, such Plant out-grows
And release its Denser Fruits long did bear
Realise, its Pulp too sweetened it blows
Sugar to Poison; Much my throat will tear.
My Uncle once stood, and stood in Divine
The Heart does not breathe; But bellows in Mind.

Sick be your Service to her Majesty's earned
As Subject connects to the Predicate
For these Numbered Fathers wring Clocks adjourned
Her firm and footed Heart accumulate
Never has my cloud of such Clouds combined
How her months spent Moons for your Just Return
Which, by Day, tie Knots to her palms by Night
By strafing those Bullets will deflect a Burn
At this Point, the Line where I bid salute
None but the Stars-of-Jack best achieve
That you - Potent Sample - pay resolute
Which the Iron Man will always believe.
Thursday calls. The Crescent good-bids your Glove
To fill your Mission; Yet maintain her Love.

This valiant Soldier-of-Trials endured
Of much his Placard Dream for Stars commit
Applied his Years; When his Sponsors assured
That at last found his Chance to benefit
This Dream, Mattered Friend, since kinder discuss
At random lines bought the Diver in common
For sure, left the Glue for me to adjust
And raise the Master from his Dominion
You, of all, Noble from these Idols sung,
Quaint is their access for your Inspire
Hoping, with Wasps sting your Parents have stung
The Name this Family will respire.
Fly on, my Eagle: Fly to your Reward
Encash your Savings; And spend your Accord.

Yet, exhausted from your Revelries come
Hijacked the Keeper and composed your own Bake
For your Little Lady of Plums succumb
Eager her drumming palms nibble your Make
Ah! Mum's Decree, I see? At least your Aunt
Forged her own errands so you could decide
A Tip, though, before your Swollen Lips haunt:
This Caramel Kiss tastes better in Kind
But what's this? Brownies? Or that busted Fudge
Revealed its Bitter Passion up-hand caught
Shrunk into Pips; Yet can carefully budge
To skip-rope her Smile; Then her Pumpkin's bought.
Nuts and Chunks taste good. But so should your Sense
Of Open-Screened Doors; Then block-out the Fence.

Oh that your Tasty Dough many Girls mix
Try out your Sanity much more to Please
Wherein what Sage could ever try to fix
Or heal your Fortitude ever increase?
Eager still, your Soldier's Recipe learn
Courteous Ingredients with soft Firmness knead
Still too large to swallow; So then they churn
And break each Piece mould to a Fitting Bead
That's Life, is it not? Or at least I thought
Long subscribed to that eminent Depress
Then - by Convex - as my Mirror had taught
Four Noble Maidens deflate my Eye less:
Spirit. Family. Sentients. Then me
Which his Last Bite I would give out for Free.

Parker-Based Show, endow your Godfather
Hitch your Strings where your Public Pews invest
With him in Tan; Rake the Stars thereafter
Concern these Words; Or stab the Heart at best
So unexpected these foot Personnel
Hoping to match what others mostly fear
Ignore the Metres; Then impress his Spell
And release the Sound which they want to hear
Most, in Respite, make habit planting Flags
When such Ritual will discredit the Prince
Yet Millions, by three's, twice-timed winning back
That pop-corned Scale; Then worshipped ever since.
Fleeting predict, this Show in five-legs run
Least to endeavour; But mostly for fun.

Certain, Fresh Lad, your Craft's Promise apply
Matter subtract from the Plym's pheromones late
Your own Best Soul; Youth enhance and reply
The Tanned One's Lights; And Career concentrate
One Message sent from your Parents abroad
Which mentored by your Tweeting Aunt confirm
Clip fast your Arms; And Feet embrace the Board
Kick the Meerkat's fears and your Lion burn
So when these Sweeties witness your Best Art,
That same Pastel you carry everyday
Is in you - not There - complete on your Part
And may these Blessings always come your way.
Being your own Boss, your Goal's smile conquer
Burn those Judges; And douse them with Water.

Now seeing this view of the Evening Sun
Well-Wished Voices found their best slots to chant
And you on-seat, wrinkle upwards for fun
Whilst lovely Sailors lay their hymns incant
Or should I say, Sailorettes? That which so
In-differ whichever lingam you choose
Despite your bath of rose-petals they own
Enough to turn your Manly Flavours loose
How true time-trialled these Fancy Trends trend
From whose Life the Weary Market en-cash
Their Choice - yours - feed on your Fashion depend
Then ask your Shirt reprieve your flesh to bask.
Never have my Signals wired to restrict
Whichever Circuits your Engine remits.

Re-Stock these Sausages as she suggests
Thinking these satisfy your Energy Meal
Yet your Counter - ensure your Dive corrects
Was to bid Tension for skin's water heal
Not that I expect you to boil an egg
And serve with fromage to taste her Impress
Bubbly-Cropped you are; This Clock takes to beg
Early for the Finals on your Express
That, sensing why we even entertain
Confounded queries foreign to your Taste
Yet, seeing her eyes, intact they remain
Allowed this Poll to interpret in haste.
And the Result - a Cheer heavily defined
Though hollow in sense; Which you wouldn't mind.

Ibycus Rachelae to my Armoured Vest
Inject onto me that addicting Spritz
Hoping, which my Muse from the Plym comes best
Return my Calls despite everyday Blitz
How Secret, should be that whirly-curled Tail
Twice length your Form cuddle your Evening's Wrap
And when she comes, promote your Heart's avail
Respond to your Tube; And lick-out the Sap
Green, red-banded, was it enough to lure
And bind essential fluids to your waste
Your slime's head recall; Sate potency pure
And bid her offspring from your pride at haste.
Listen, shy snail. Expose your Calciumed House
For her to Respect your True Feelings' douse.

Mum or Mom, whichever Title you wear
Clip this Gold Pin and wear it on your Dress
With them - and Daughter - such Healthy Pride bear
These Fortunes accord; And Grace you impress
I mean this oft; Though my ID's betrayed
Consort this Red Skull despite tamed intent
Yet base-lined reprieve of these Thoughts relayed
If Hearts and Souls live in perfect content
My only word - Truth - that these Two connect
For helpless am I stung to Daughter's Fair
In her own Best - fly Forms at dive and beck;
Her Prince - down below - sport Pillars in her care.
Watch that Board. That One asking you to Sing
That Torch heating her Stars; And made her King.

So many Patties fry for your Reward,
Still puffed under knead their Dough tries to bite
But what of Taste, if consider the Hoard
Forget this Flavour by Hunger incite?
Yes. Food. The regular Consumptory
Hidden in that hose which you call a throat
How far would you reach? At times compulsory
Lick choiced Branches whilst the Fruits will gloat
As for me will my Basket's market spend
As soon as the rains wash my raisins quench
For Assurance thereout; Another Thief lend
Networked my Returns; Then bathed in my Stench.
Fine. If that be the Course of how you Play
Go eat your Patties. And have a Great Day.

Most have my Bearing Hands present in Faith
And always are Heated Dogs tamed and true
Yet if these Swords stab; Score checkers on my face
And see such Love just evolve into you
Heater begets my name; Stock's Rage embed
Past seven dials enough for me to snap
Blame the Drum in me; The Beater pumps dead
Forlorn this Campaign and take a long nap
Whilst such I dream; And Dreams dispel more gum
Long before the Scribe must compile your Creed
With such I chew; And proppled me to mum
Know her silent ****** longs for your need.
My Bearing Hands fail; And fail for a Lie
Pronounced my in-birth; And flickered my eye.

Hark! Bestow my Rival Literates bare
Yet Gold must be their Sincerities take
For that I Praise; Souls pawn and cast my Ware
With Finer Pens sketch him a better Shape
Shape, you say? That which a Mother would spend
For treble hours sum her Nine Month's Due
On such Degree, parallel his Roman bend
Then insert your name what you both can do
For some - Himself; For others - Family,
Two Royal Themes which will always write-out
And in-between - your Life and Sanity,
Two Mouthful Memes which cannot win this Bout.
The Master-of-the-Miniscule dabs his Paint
Whilst the Mistress-of-the-Glass wipes his Saint.

With her by your side, and yours by her brow
A Summer's Day Film we can both agree
Though this I lack; Be un-promised for now
My Wing-Fingered Life sheds yours to be Free
So by this Hour the Sun-God installs
And flips his Countenance with that of Yule
So now it's the Season; And crispy leaves fall
Remind her of Age and Faces a-new
Now. She is yours. Dig deeply onto her
Leave no Restraints. Absorb her Essense bloom
For shrill delight your Tan-Shine's price confer
And Angel the New Name makes for New Room.
Such Picnic, then, was worth your scented fun
Cross her Lips with yours; And ignite the Sun.

If the Reddened Mum would seek to Forgive
My Lone and Whale-Levelled Voice
Perhaps the Healing Tome would allow me to Live
And make Good Aspect on my own Choice. =))

Either your Phrase, your Cause, your Sensation
Blind or Reveal your Inner Tendons prove
Which we, of Loyal Customers mention
To purchase more of this Shop-Lifted Good
It's never wrong to Share such Blessings once
Or pray a Novena to concilliate
Or - ask the Pope's Palm for amusement - bounce,
An expected Fantasy anticipate
From whose Permission, then, shall we beseech
To beg your Insights in deep, due respect
Or, by a Tooth-brush are we out-of-reach
Would then bolt your Castle by circumspect.
You are still a Knight. Half-Armoured at that
That part which still bares - embalm with a mat.

A-ware which my Profession affects, no doubt
Or Risk those Demoralised Bankers percieve
Perhaps a Warning which your Crown enspout
Dissolve my Tears since that Gun-Man's reprieve
Are all these your Receipts? Claims to your Stub
That which hampers my Earthed Reputation
My Mind - enwracked - make Alien to your Hub
All enjoy but your Ghost Computation
I can find no Faults; Save which I create
Then prove foulest Links as mortally mine
To leave you Pure; And pursue your Heart's Mate
Then kiss her Program for Sentiments fine.
Be as it may, such Sentiment can hurt
Yet still fine, for this Medicine convert.

Choose! For the Nymph's Androgynous Sake, choose!
Stubble your Scent once this Customised Path
And not from which we prefer to disprove
Which only conceals your justified Wrath
For Harmony - the Toll which Fame does pay
Eats you Alive; And Life indebts your Due
Of we but Spleened Mortals know no other way
But build whatever Blocks we have of you
Smart-Tombed, then, your vast Executive's Plot
Eager for your Rebels assassinate
Even with Healing Truths they ply a-lot
Once lock-bites apply, it will be too late.
Or perhaps alone, your Conscience ignore
These Girls cry your Tissues; And nothing more.

Ubod ng Langit ang aking Kasiyahan
Sa Puso't Diwa haplos ng Dalampasigan
Maayo man sa Bulaklak; Mula sa Himpapawid
Ang aking dulo't ng Isang Kaibigan
At hindi ako po'y nagbabalat-kayo
Sa Tunay ng aking Pagkakatao
Sana'y Nawa, Hiyas at Bendisyo ang inyong Loob
Nakikipaglabi sa aking Dangal
Papuri sa inyo! Alagad ng Maykapal. =)

Translation:

More than the Heavens is my Happiness
In Heart and Soul which takes to the Sky
More Scented than these Flowers; From Above
Blessed me with a Friend
And I for One am not a Hypocrite
For that has never been my Personality
All I ask - Blessings and Fortune be upon You
Offering these Sole Prayers of mine
Praise be to you! Servant of the Lord. =)

Strike this Effort for Minority bruise
And tell your Fans your Craft to germinate
Such as it is; A Growing Style imbue
Though much has this Silver to investigate
At for what Price does your Talent promote
Soft the Binding Legacy into Lust
If by then refuse our Turnaround's scope
And frighten the Addled Children, we must
There is always a Part where our Pages change
And attempt your Life's Water purify
Not by Chorine! Such Hypocrisy in-range
But your Friend's Applause we must Glorify.
That is Real Success. Despite your Belief
Flag your Tampered House still; Yet still be Brief.

Strive to Listen. Thus convert what we hear
If Articles alone were your Sharp Cause
Even I, sore as a Horner's Thumb fear
What sordid News would take my Heart to pause
May be just as well; Though tempted to peek
Ask my Frivolities from your State feed
Such Real Illusion; Of Poisoned Scents reek
Take your Summed Profile more than I would need
And as I have told - at least by Bob's Bay
Ask once more the Whitened Baby preserve
For his Dark Water; Un-Succumb the Day
And wipe his Flannel he so much deserve.
Such is Behaviour. Balanced by Degree
The same which I bind the Demon in me.

We should know by now that New Year will bring
Of Twelve Chanced Markets chain this Bloated Snake
Though Jupiter with me; Your Irish will sing
Forecast picked numbers our labours will make
Anytime, or the Ninth, your Door will call
Once more please your dependent Manager
Who for all sakes clear our Bets on-call
And instruct your Craft to a Dowager
Of course! Long has such Naked Sport ignored
At last you their Best and Attractive Flag
To marry the Stars; And Profits restored
Will the best Monument they ever had.
For the Scot's Cry refuse their Occupy
A shaky result; Your Smile on-the-Fly.

So, in this Chamber your home's heart extend,
Jolly good cheer for somersaults be used
Just this with Wonder our muscles amend
Or your Brothers phased? Be that be confused
To proffer those Jumps for foamed shapes confined
Still an elegant chance appreciate -
Still your earned rest for Practice defined -
Six-packs which hungry dames will confiscate
Is it? Through cyclopes his Glass-Eye at-risk
Confirm the Location we comprehend
Else somber effect her rose-cheeks will frisk
Whose best Savings such withdrawals will spend.
Ply this First Park; And this invited Torque
Expect these burnt allies; And shrink your pork.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

At least that much with PIN Services climed
To cash your Fortunes for us to consume
Yet, ask more what you Deposit, enlight
The Addict's Flavour our Taste Buds subsume
But why, after a Year's Half-Pie debate
Still your Velcroed Ghost we can't un-manage
Still, your Latined Face we entempt to bait
Though Absolute Value mums the Savage
How can we, for such Troubled Mercy's Will
One day these Settled Chains we liberate
One day, when all these Windy Flags be still
One sole HER our Acceptance contemplate.
If so much as a dew we can Respect
Then lighter it be for us to Expect.

Harmony invest this Heart-Thrown Device
And pull this Lever for your Notes enthrill
Turn Lutes into Clefs; With Lyrics advise
To melt that Stone which I'm hoping to fill
And fill with what? That my Shadows you hate
Either due to Skin or Past Demeanour
Spirits or Saints, whether regret this Spate
Or sour those Beads my Hymns endeavour
If by the Leech my Swell Petitions plead
And for once cast out my Determinant
Who, of all do their Valiant Soldiers lead
And left for me this Medalled Adjutant.
I took Reservations once. And it kills
Leaving room for Peace; Yet infest my Skills.

But why, apt this centred Sidhe decide
In her own Verbs your Best Herbiage enchant
And mix the addled *** O' Mandrake hide
Then by Best Pour that Mantra she'll incant:
"Impart this Softling! Nee' Life concentrate!
Rose-Round vye Princey-Noose to Shape betroth!
Reform Adonis! To Makeroose State!
Swell this Fruit from the Garden of Naboth!"
By Fruit she meant Grape. Which tempted the Fig
To feign its **** for your barrows be sweet
Which, even a wee, expand your Heart big
Praising one day your Late Romance repeat.
Even she of her Onerous Chants aware
Hugged dear Naboth his Murdered Earth laid bare.

Therein your Magic could never be blamed
Which God and Nature created for you
At least in Process which had to be named
To blunt those Spikes in whatever you do
I say Spikes - since they un-exist on-board
And focus that Blue whose Hands beg your call
Whilst flashes and sparks your Body they hoard
As they Rise and witness your Winning Fall
Force this Admission! Many want your Piece
Size Fantasy or Fact they still Demand
And you - devolved - laugh your Arm's only Fleece
By yours Encircled they cry Reprimand.
Essense Beknown, your Truth indeed does Wound
Less Blade or Bullet; Or even a Sound.

It was but a Course of Action by Time
To breathe on Investments I cannot spend
Such Example as you - Heaven's forfeit find
Which no Single Word would ever amend
Seemingly caught to distraction or deaf
Though knowingly such Bill is not your cause
Managers - or Clowns - which deranged of theft
To deny these Voices they tend to pause
Why? If added colour paint Green they bait
Shimmering their limbs what could be defined
Else filter this Journalist of Truth they wait
Or Heresy the Stalker would leave behind.
Such Friend once told me - which he analysed
I slapped his face; His cheek I paralysed.

Stumble your Block, you ****** Impostor
Or how many of you you wish to clone
Eager to bend his Fan's Growing Angle
Of your Missing Point to leave him alone
If so Profit this Putrid Geometry
Where Lines divert to un-healthy function
Result - scribbled Mentionless and Phony
Which senseless end make no worthy Junction
If for once my Addiction fell for you
And haply take the Lottery you own
Shall no Fruit will bear; Nor Sentiments true
Of my Expression your Air-Bag has blown.
One's only way - to place a Stone on your Pane
Though address my Heart to cry you Insane.

War! War! And after the War, bleed more War!
How much more would those Minionettes cry out
Endlessly push-and-pull this Game-of-Bar
With you the Fulcrum; Possession they shout
As if by Right your Individual owned
Which even I in my Hidden Cloud charge
Was, by the Slinged Girl, a Teaching reversed
And basked me a Criminal hunted at-large
Though Planned Stripes advertise such Good Intent
Which most Merry Tigers usually do
Hungry for the Duiker his lives numbered spent
And by the Letter his Muzzle out-grew.
So how could this End if Focus they increase
Your Lion by the Sword? Your Bullets un-cease?

Mark me, Selvester, this Daring Usurp
A Pest my Tongue re-billed for his Adage
Cursed and Rewind as my sudden re-worth,
That Sorrowing Feature pronounce his Rage
Yet secured for me in Distance refuge
My only Song they Restrict to proceed
Mind-Germs - OUT! Licenses, better indulge
But only to peruse a very Good Deed
Yet, struck by Mortal Dimension's Belief
Will be that Edging to elaborate
Given, Time's Right Catalogue in relief
All Documents signed are for their Estate.
Your Title they own. And justly Assigned
Blood rules all. By Stranger's Virtue resigned.

Now on Cliff's Harbour sports Activity
Delight in using its Pimples to climb
You or the Mentor - sight Vicinity
Where the Air-Maiden flags her Whitened Thigh
Whitened, which your Species usually wait
Eager to indulge your Athletics prove
That, hoping 'ere ***** Groupies debate
Their pawn-teared bets to your Reflex above
Then decide - vertical, flex horizon
Either which way your stubbled trunks secure
Then breathe on Faith; And delight on Season
By their Applause earned with your Feelings pure.
Still the Mentor was Proud of your Result
Though in his mind their Cheers enhance your Salt.

LOL! Your Elbow this Award does support
Since your Elders submerged to this Fact
A Model indeed; With far more rapport
More than any of us would keep intact
For the Plym's Primmed Legacy did partake
To testify your Undisputed Youth
Which rightly owned your Promises did make
For a City begging its Fresh Review
This time I'm glad that you shared this with Some
Who, by Right, their Light deservedly shine
Though, sampled only mere Sentiments come
Still their Impact does greatly reflect thine.
Upon your Retreat, the Trophy slaps your Bed
Wishing a softer Pew; Whilst you Rest dead.

Because she Confirmed you, Knight of the Code
You are Free to chase the Lady in the Store
Who, sorting Perfumes, knew your Season's mode
And the Mist she sprayed had your Hour's accord
As many Tarry-Bugs strolled past your scene
Which was some Bat Insurance on your part
Free of Price, you stole a Puck from her Bean
Then Hormones exploded like a Work of Art
And speaking of Art, have you seen her Dress?
Scarlet Black Stripes; In Faith a nice design
Which was fine, her Mum had to redigress
Else force the Storemaster to make her resign.
She is Yours, the Sun's Blessed Rays Reveal
Pocket her deeply; And lock it with your Seal.

I search for this Enheartened Solution
One with less Impediments to subscribe
Whilst Others dance for their Revolution
And Doctors inject what should not perscribe
Now what about you? Which Coin should you place
Regardless which either Side they could see
Whereas sustain a Grimlock on your face
Or that Truest Sentient you could be
Whichever way, Human you must advise
Though lately in Observation become
Though destined to be Pop's Devious Device
My Flaming Notes through Pillowed Service, come.
I told you then, if my Bull-Horns resent
Find another whose Hypocrisy meant.

Why beg your Circumstances with this Cup
If for most flavours Dreams could hardly fill
Should be direct; And expect when they sup
Buried Testimonies which most distill
If Someone asks for your Business past-due
Unable to match his Debt by intent
Many would Invest; And later on, sue
If their Returns you ******* to repent
All I'm saying is: Keep your Board well-oiled,
Knowing when to Stand and in cue to Bend
For you never know which Events be soiled
Or which Plated People your Grace should send.
Sensing this much, I should dare not compete
If their Moss-Filled Thorns would cause you replete.

I seek in Prayer that you would Forgive
This Uttering Whisper cense your Penance
By the Cross and Wheel for this Dharma, live
My own Locked Fortress that Demon's Seance
Mindful do the Scriptures from Heaven remind
That once a Duty to my Sister's Lord
Invoke this Baptist; To Salvation find
The Enfavoured Trust to your Bandaged Word
Then by your God's Hopeful Mercy relay
My added Petition you both be well
Across the White March Doves mirror that Day
You and his hand - Magnificent we tell.
Such was his Title. And Excelled at that
Knowing your Wound heals, I tip-off my Hat.