Who has badgered before this cliche of phenomenal ilks ?
Impatience my iniquity and thy patience I do crave at a furlong,
Patience's abode is quite deplorable,the truss of lava bed, as the rendezvous,tryst of badlands,
And wilds in the solitudes,sand dunes on the Sahara.
His sibling a pessimist,a jailer, chicken little voice of doom,alarmist,
A Cassandra, a fugitive teaser in the make believe sanctitude,
Incontinence and piety of reckless sands, clumped and oodled,
Jillioned and trillioned ,tonned and potted,stockpiled and stacked
Into the gobbed valleys of Victorian heights .
Two doves and two brutes on both sides of divisive pluralism
Woing purities and impurities from the righteousness and infirmities of the bickering siblings
Who sold their souls to stardom and infamous sedition.
Of course impatience won with dermatitis, psoriasis,scabies, scabs,skin diseases,eczema,sores,on the reckless,eruption of brimstone from the pit of hell.
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