SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO A BLISTERING BLITHE

SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO A BLISTERING BLITHE?Shall I compare thee to a blithe,blistering as the wind?Thou art more bland a blandishment and intemperate as the riding horse,wishful can go,A gauchy cloud of battering rams and arcane arboreal,And a disgusting bellylaugh on thy bellybutton,canst not restrain thee,Sometime,too bellyache,the belligerency of thy bellow bell-rings,And oft is his benefactored beneficence dimmed; And every fair or unfair mound of bellyache and bellylaugh,By beset misanthrope breeds or berserk's traitorous wings clamour;But thy bastion barrel,shall its munnition slouch-exempt, Nor barb gauchy cloud to its barbarous mustrous muster cringest,So long as wights can blister or words can blithely bandy,So long within this barbed wire,modus viviendi barbs and this slouch,a vendatta unmoored,A contraption of existentialism,we are fallen;for there is no censure without baits.

OSSIFY.Art he more temperate than he is,a mutant he,never bereft to mutate.And art he devoid of mutation,giddy hell,headlong falls, When in ossified emboss,giddy art,giddy hell enthralled imprecated. And emollient bubble,hath all too inalienable stigma;for art without this embryo,ossified by windy sail,a dung for the boggy swamp.Never dare to ossify,but when osmosis impinges,giddy art,giddy hell teases,a tearjerker

OSSIFY.Art he more temperate than he is,a mutant he,never bereft to mutate.And art he devoid of mutation,giddy hell,headlong falls, When in ossified emboss,giddy art,giddy hell enthralled imprecated. And emollient bubble,hath all too inalienable stigma;for art without this embryo,ossified by windy sail,a dung for the boggy swamp.Never dare to ossify,but when osmosis impinges,giddy art,giddy hell teases,a tearjerker

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