Suffusion Of Profuse Elation

rew4er2nail

Ah...herewith ma usual

dose of pablum from this meal

lee mouthed muttering

doggerel wordsmith,

who now writes...

so here's the deal,

which reiterates a former zeal

namely, the pleasant feel

ling within this humble congenial

chap - thanking quasi fans heel

ling muss card (scarred) psyche

poetically donning kneel

ling com pose sure (Colin

Kapernick phonetic style, him

an implacably steel)

lee strong willed

up standing heal

dug into grid

iron, albeit graciously

poised ex NFL seal

sincere kick starter, -

who nar squelched Nike ethereal

swooshing sensation (trumping

formalities - "FAKE" dis claim er:

"an anti-white rant") unreal

unsolicited accolades,

he garners plaudits,

perhaps stern prow esse

harbored within angular

chiseled features duet to har

monic converging multiracial allele

more so than this undeserved

reasonable rhyming scrivener,

who expresses gratitude, sans

mine quirky poetics do appeal

(Ozzy kin see), viz

crazy train of thoughts

loudly clattering within

thine fracked corporeal weal.

Every last drop of fair

blood, sweat, and duct tear

via this hair

brain scheme - exhaust ting air

supply, none the

less doth cheer

fully, and willingly

oblige mine moody

blue (oyster cult)

route expressway gear

 

ring cog knish shun en dear

ring non vain err

row'n nee us heart

felt ego boosting flair

courtesy (additionally

asper this mare

reed snoop doggy dawg) veer,

really tantamount in

tandem, sans 'ere

glad a$$ knight,

and the pups

(chess, non queer,

yule less lee) though rare

lee emerges, while

holed up in Grendel's lair,

viz bone a fide attempt,

aye didst aim, square

lee, via ma stiff

pointer sisters wear

illy to stitch metered

faux paw prayer

reign hounds sing golden ear

ring three dogged

(arf fathers art in heaven...)

mutter ring loud and clear

pro noun sub

bull dog gone

heart worm ming aire

wharf (fore art thou

bow wow wing) sere

bus ling three

dog night, and tare

re: not e'en if yer

adrip as a bit chin heat

let us whip pet smart

and bark where,

umlaut no longer able


e'en with mad dame butterfly,

(a poor cage'n

pooch sheen nee dear)

on par as

excalibur with difficulty

loosed fur over, thus conclude

this tall tail excelsior.

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2018 15:27
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 35
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