Memorial today: thanks be to nods
From the positively biased, according to
The rations historians provided,
One block per day, one swish per sway
Never another, not any extra, a feed-spill
Non-captura, sprightly sprigs won't survive
It's the ones who came before, or two like that
I think, therefore ham, and that's a pig in a banquet
Not a pleasure thought, no drive, no red cheeks
Negation swings for the house, but the home always wins
Nested within nests within turtle vests, all the way down
Jeanie in bottles, drunk on wine-dirt-wishes, no sea
It's grasses in the wind and the meanderers
Wonder why it's even words
When a grunt and a shake
Would have done
Roman Ryan 