A NARCISSUS LOVER Part 5

Nor would i read thy riot act to still dance barefooted on the appalling sand of mudslinging banks,with such uncommon riparian rights that ripped along with greater ferocity than the pugilistic ring of thy penultimate twains,' ' Bid yourself upon this ringseat to be so enchanted,by divorcee or like a fairy tale heard upon thy navel of wishful thinking,or like a desperado with the rusty and long dishevelled thoughts to run amok its sturdy train.Taste is a stale of all graffitis,of the vilest knight of old,tis the gospel not so gnash,ripen and gross to pluck and reap but the ringside seat where the masculine twains are halfpenny,though ritzily broached rivened,will i not thee send down to the region to beware of roadsense and unravel this gospel?