Thou Shalt
Be as I declare
Thusly the dictate
Spare me your feelings
Binding to principate
Granted no room
Exit the door
Sewing does loom
Unthreading, I tore
Where did he go
Spake unto disciples
He fears and denies me
Half rights to all light poles
Compound the verbs
Pivot the table
Silent perturbs
Song-write this fable
Forgotten the leavers
Nary to recourse
One mighty achiever
While I cut out remorse
Roman Ryan 