Delay of Jest

What day is this, solemn sunder
Language game on strolling thunder
Bound'ry nuzzles edge of world
Gaining 'spective mighty hurled

Nay the creature made a lie
Truthy thirsty river try
Failing bouts of novel friction
Grinding tones of rest affliction

Laugh it on to carry off
Insight tomes and tarry scoff
Waiting won't get harder still
Milky way must always spill

Comic spite cannot be beat
Engendering the worthless feat
Turn to play and not to work
Bureaucracy that's made of shirk

Wander down the street unlit
Sabotage the perfect fit
Ignore directions peril song
Measure not what defines strong

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