May 7, 2025

The Season Of Dejavu.Sonnet 54.

Silas and Peter in the banter with the quartermaster general,
Shoot deeper into heinie,derriere ,bum,posterior,keister of the stunted annals,
As the manciples of folkwisdom,dappifer of intelligence snippets,
The magistrate of platitude ,golden baillifs of truism,foremen of the storied punditry, 
The puveyors of catchprases and repartees,chamberlains of broken daffodils,
 In the seasons of dejavu,the curators of appothegm and byword,
The majordomos of the espionages and contest of counter  espionage,
As the raconteaur,the revees and the seneschal of verity as truthful as the knighy of old,
Debunked the galivanting heresies and lo
With trimmed delusion of grandaeur, 
The grandiose linger of aweinspiring checkered pedigree,
And the spectral gemutlich in the fated and beautiful anecdotes ,
Fritzed into the revelry of slicing,silver-paring,exfoliation, Excortication,decortication,desquamation and delamination of the broken eggs. 
Thus began the quartermaster a recount from the meniscus, demilune and the old moon in the seasons of dejavu:
"The battle of pamputo was the most ferocious swashbuckle ever pitched by maximus in standard history,


Guiles and controversies pitched tent with him
To smear the hombre with sparkling colours of rainbow,





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