February 17, 2025

Time Sonnet.part 6

Not a cannon cracker ,crust of intense cannonballs,by Cannon fodder,
Not a drumfire or cannonade either but modest cannon fire by cannonees
Cannulated at dusk shortly when the cannisters were pillaged ,
Snippets reached Sullivan's hut and discord saith he to the disgusting catechism,
"Unthrifty night bringeth profitless usury
Not cannonised nor canoodle for the cantabile of uncharmed bees!"
"Uncharmed bees!Folks saith so.Were they uncharmed?"
"Neophytes and catechumen breaking the mould 
How dare you slacken the protocols?
Serfs of squirearchy as categorematic nerds
Worthy of strings of applauses
Arraign them from catenulated farmland 
Of the north country".
"Awake from catnap "as he beckoned to some snoozy cannonees
"Arise wince apart the borderlands and fondle the serfs from the north country fringes .
So saith the nature from the caress of catoptrical Oracle 
The coast is clear "







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