Sped Wordless, Fell Read

Unto thee I bring my qualms
Spare me from my pain
Oh, you say, that's what is calm
Acid on the rain

Farther furred I hope to snow
Glasses fogged and smeared
Larval purr it hopes to grow
Icicled and geared

Pastor tense and present pawn
Lengthy name: more chess
Kingly rookery of fawns
Greater gambles fess

Candor planned to make the game
That we were assured
More than canned our written name
Noumenon conjured

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