VICISSITUDES.PART 1

From off a valley,neath the hills,did we savour vicissitudes.Bestrewed by this crucifix,did we lay the wedge,punctuated by evasive pentagram?Incandescent folklores not so benighted crimson days alight,waylay humourous humor for the apogee.Satiety of vintage vicissitudes,stares blankly,atrophy of the ages whereon gods and goddesses of kismet,lionine paces on the canyon uncouthed.So much applause,a hilly beans abstruse desecrates oblong trajectory of the netherly traverse.Circumference of salad days,omnipotent bedevilled artistry of art and we wail so carious seabirds,incumbent downhills.Mavericks of the cosmos,beyond anathematized arrows of anathema,above the crimson scooted.Gregarious chants,we castrate!O castrate!O gregarious chants!Across the waterlogged,arenacious beaches and sandunes of dump,damp bitches and witchcraft of the Arabian pyrates,nature hurls prejudices to the vociferous serpents ,to beleaguered dreamland rampaging gaol.Pyrates of dreams,pyrates on land,pyrates on sea of Hesiod and