Frailty, the them of failure, and the long line of thinking
That leads to going back to correct the way things
Came out
Then
Go
For it
Is the
way
of capitalization
to stay
And Say
the way is the way
and repetition
Is glibness, didn't you know
And now I'm afraid of that
Monicker
More than any other
For the dilettante fear waned with effort
But G
L
I B
Is a terror that
Can only
Breathe with
Authenticity
A false conceptually conceited
Pulse of plural
And and and
Or the very worst thing
A parable of the predilection
That says get your smoothies out of order
And then the resentment of the ones
Behind
Will smoulder
And the ashes of that ash
Will not yet be clean
And Freedom!
What do you mean!
Positive or negative and the keeping of the going
Fires are lit to the fordrer
Sound
Oun
Ahh
Eh
Oooooh
And the foun
Four
Fail
Froound
The spelling bizzle
Make the face of a nose
Into glibness!
Exclaim that there is a way
To be less free and feel moreso
Didn't you know it was the great Aunt
Of the colony
Who said that being small was only in
Comparison
And too hot was a walk down
Memorial Lane
That we only go down in autumn,
As adaptation is comma/and
The ore is metallic and the dog walked
Work for the freedom you want!
That's the dictum of the Lute
And therrrr
Thus we come to
a temporary end
And I wish for the beginning
But I really don't
Place the present but don't gift it
Burned up, hum man
Camm us, absurdity,
Sartorially
Car accidents
And an error in judge motor
While a butttle
Waggle
Frittgle
And zot
Quitt
And fritttttle.
Roman Ryan 