January 3, 2018

PROFESSOR ABRAHAM SONNETS DIARY-SONNET 24

Not A Valedictory To Moult.Unlock'd the diet,unlessthou at a tangled knot tangential,get a moult,For Funkyfrith thou bear'st saliva and marrowto douse its storm,Who for thyselfpays greedily art so string'd to boomtown,not amply leverag'd,Unleash thy art,if thou wilt,for thou art more ambidextrous than the throng's headlong saddle crumple to condescence tis folly of this tarnishing stigma,But that thou so alabaster purblind,that none moult is necessity,Having been purloined by this byzanthinous monster, That'gainst thyself moult as moult bold'st ride and ridicul'd,Valeditory bode that contemptuous roof thatch'd,still bash'd to crumble,Which to blushing sands of renege,shouldst be the emblem of lutarious lusty vertex,O funky frith,no blue funk thy blue funk,that in the flight of rash ego,i may fortune still my blinding kismet,Shalt beingunfairer,ramshakled with bad graces,than a good sailor,Maketh thee halt in disrepute,for the time's impetuous blue funk rigmarole is no excuse,to fortune,for crave of hardihood

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