At tiffin ,at dejeuner with Sullivan and cohorts
Amadavat,amadelphous haunted by the spirit of freedom,
Left them gobsmacked and deliquesced
Not only did they chop deliquescence raw at this seemingly delphian and deliquium's obtuse angle,
luxed from ramblings of his anecdotes,
Enticed him to drop the demotic script sole scroll of abesi's occult,
At the feet of Animus and altisonant Galicia hooked like a dementia preacox.
A schizophrenic psychosis?
Yeah not a demur to mulsify rage,
No wrinkles whatsoever in his visage burned to frazzle
Who let so fair an unfair smashed account in the rendition of unkempt antecedence
In the horror of childhood and adulthood memoirs
To decay barefoot barren antecedence in stinking air
To demist Demogorgon and demonolatry from the sabesi's square at sarabesa's
Unthrifty stars in dainty conceit with virtuous wishes
Freedom of liegemen and serfs from the squirearchy,
Atesmus debunked their mysticism
In the eternal summer of tumultuous winds shaking darling buds,
To shake off the earth devour from her own lion's paw
In the mist of hue and cry clamour in the land of no return,
And every unfair in unfair dote of vassals in the mocking sun of vassalage rehearse
What vicious pilgrimage and heinous repose for mangled limbs in fractures and butchered blokes astray,
How many a holy souls and obsequious tears
Hath dunk vicious teeth and nebulous cheeks stolen from sarabesa's
As it were in river abesi so it is in the sabesi's square at sarabesa's
Galicia and Animus salute in parade Sullivan's effrontery to poke him for brotherhood,
For diverse a weeping morn have they seen,
From golden deface at abesi's meadow to the iridescent loops of the sarabesa's mountaintops,
Triumphant plough overtake trickish dawn
Freedom of the serfs as well as the liegemen,
Frosty nightmare of Immaculate spears arrows bows matchetes guns and cannons rattled the days and night ,
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