To pop into an imagination
It takes little preparation
And until the successful pre-oration
How can one make a speech
Questions dog the catty rain
Making hay of wet
Banning indolence the bane
Casper's ecto-net
Fire goes as misty does
Eyes beget a mop
Cleaning toes of extra fuzz
Nailing bigger tops
Circus dance the mythic ruse
As the pointer points
Socket homebound 'lectric fuse
Candles joining joints
Waxen pivot table chair
Have a better night
Taxing rivets steely hair
Heads filled past the fright
Little echoes that I made
Singing out a voice
Bringing lucid lighter shades
Purpling my choice
Roman Ryan 