Desire opulence ,
Broke the plateau into abesiland for destiny roses to absorb the heavenly moisture,
May never demise as the sower and the reaper,the reaper and the binder
Should by time increase and the tender heirloom at abesi,
The hoipoloi might with sparkling eyes endear themselves naughty
And helterskelter succumb to the grandeur of these lofty memories of unscrupulous antecedence,
That filthy lucre at abesiland praedal floweth undenied,
Making the streets and cities fructiverous,
Where abiding abundance does not deny ,
Abesiland no more thyself thy foe,to thy beautiful abode sweet beyond compare,
When tireless herald and accolades not the parsimonious festoon,
Pour like the artesian wells in germane hunt of garlands galore,
Grandiloquent lunge's blistering transmogrification,so gristled,
Beyond the subterfuge and illusion of facetious and factitious fahrenheit,
Will be a treasured trove of alakazam proportion and magnanimous bent,
May the globetrotting luminaries,not bent to enquire'
O where does this bliss of gnome'n'zurich at abesiland ,
Springs from fair or foul that lucreglots may stalk?'
To persevere within and beyond the prognosis of oracles subtle plow arraigned,
Were nothing more than a travesty and tapestry of the bounteous and megalomaniac triggers,
Those hours that with tumult of practical politics did sway abnitio
Dost play tyrants to the truances of dejected times,
The ghastly brouhaha where every heroism pluck villains ,
And every villainous grimdeath in the wondrous lush of blue massacres, plucks heroism
To the humongous predilection of dreary alliteration,
O putsched into the forlorn crevices of maximus demagoguery ,
Curated into the abbys of historied obscurity,
Tintinnabulation halo,the birth of new land,
Acccustomed to the gilded foundry of filthy lucres,as tributaries to the folklores and folktales of the oracles,
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