Dont let me be a square
in your circle.
so i can circumnavigate my angle.
whil3 i kiss th3 sky with my stick.
while i make for the ground,
and do pound it with my
pumped up kicks.
See please any of you wanting nothing but
to see the love of the beat
rythm of a punch and a rhyme. . .
Haha come on,
bring it on…
Whether or weathered fluctuation of imabic perserverance,
in this pentameter of epic proportions.
to ebb this irksome fever of meters,
to be is not,
yet it is,
not to be.
Aack u adage you.
Come old ye faithful my wandering eye,
come senses please subdue all this,
coffee stay away.
I beg of your mercy,
do not tempt me, for i am weak the mere utterance of your empty calorie.
Sleep my beauties sleep,
go as i go to wander in the shadows of the night,
among the grass leaves of Erebor,
in the twilight sky of Rohan,
almost the dawn breaks, I see fire upon the skies breathing,
basking in Takhisis constellations. . .
Sweet sweet fragrance of lotus, let me hear your whisper
among the reeds,
as i am in need of that partial sleep.
Come up, come up.
Here you go south,
then i head on to north,
where all come from its bay to thenorthwest,
yet alone itself is a random one.
Where nowhere gets here at the now comes about here.
Then after september, comes about a wonderful species.
Yet another one begins when something ends just like that.