To flex with the camarilla in Sullivan's heinous detest
Callithump,chivaree belliing charivari,
Orchestrated by frogmarched instigants
They struck at the campestral deep dived to the river bed,
A stone distance from the Sarabesa's Kampong,
Even as the callithumpian Maximus was alien to the pilloried arrows,
Sullivan's afficionados gone berserk at the Golgota
As uncharmed bees as cam with camshaft in the cam stoke ,
Black and blue, swept up in the balloon of fiasco in the evasion of the warlike callithump,
Canister shot burgled by the invading pyrates,in their pyramid of procession
"Oh uncharmed bees!"
Uncharmed bees in canescent gloss?
How did Sullivan charm?"saith maximus fugue man
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