And raise the cocksure cock-a-hoop at your conceited cocktail
A codger's cob with a coarsened cobber tilted as the cockpit 's resort for cockeyed cockfighting,
Who cobbles and coddles up erring cockscomb and cobwebs of his cockeyed foibles
Where codswallop at cod up was cocooned with coded verdict
Does the colloquy and the collision ever matter at the plucked verdict
To combat the color blind and colour fast comatose of bellyaching navel
That barely commiserate at no comparator of compendious dent with the commission of injustice?
Does it ever matter for complaisant compatriot as abused component in a conclave of cognoscentis,be slapped still with the pawn of injustice beyond repair
Smothered with such context of compound fracture of the human mores with no defense whatsoever?
Does it ever matter for the imperious conclave or confraternity or connoisseur of the confided persons who dole out confidence tricks and swindles at the lush of sinecure ?
Erroneous consummate bird smothered with contusion
Like a conscientious objector might chided
And contumely assault the integrity of convocation
Convened to obtain redress of the checkered but undissimilar faux pas
Then pours diatribes on this convention
Who is conversant with convicts of its convex
Will his cooption not denies this convolution with the cookery of coos and convulsion?
Once bitten twice shy and who perhaps cooped them into menial junction
As the dingy clouds of a cow,a coquette a courtesan of the cordon bleu
Who flirts away beneath the copula of copper bottomed corbels
Essential mores with the contemporaries in the streets of easy virtues,
What a cordite,a corker with the corkscrew of corrective corrolary in corporeal terms!
Alupluto wails the corruscating spikes in their nebulous corteges and the cosmetic mendacity that appends costermongers of injustice
Coup de grace on the thunderstorm strike,
Cramped ,crabbed ,crammed into the nebula of cozened cronyism and cramed lawn manned by coxcombs and cowardices
Behold this creed up the creek curn out banana republic
A closet and battlements of nefarious creme de la creme
Crevices of cretinous and crestfallen crepuscular
Who feed on the crocheted crevasses of daylight robbery and crossworded crow of crimson injustice
Crossbow upon crossfire, gunfight, dastardly ,crotchety gunfire hurled from cruciform of crow's feet at the crescendo of wrath and wars.
Avail them daydream deflect them with the delusions and palliatives to veil deep seated decoys and defecate this decoy in defiance unceasingly
Emasculating the dejure path and deification of dejure from delirious seasons of dejavus.
Not merely debar them deluxes of the dejure delicatessen
But demagogues daemonised in their demagoguery
Blackballed crow's feet from the knight of old
Detract path of probity, dillydally,botched ,not as truthful as the knight of old
Masqueraded egregious dimples underneath with diminuendo
To dim the Dionysian amplitude of the ding dongs and dilated dins
Already heavily diffused across the public realms
And douse elegy and dirge of the broken circus
Yet the dirty words was diffused beyond dire of its dirty looks and dirty works.
Disparate and disingenuous bellies
Where the dragnets downhill downbeatened
'Who arrest the draconian drawbacks from dress rehearsal and theatrics to the final straw?"saith the old greybeard to the messenger of peace at the Alakazam coast at maledectine.
Then he dribble his retort and with draightiness of drawling accent .
Then raised him the drawbridge of prevision
And still find it hard to glide at the drawing board.
Then saith he to him"Have you met the golden lion?"
"What?"
"The battle royale shall throw them up in the dreary sinister of events.Behold their fugue man little Maximus cometh to the riverbank at abesi at noon.Behold him spectacle and aprise the golden news of impending expedition "
"Shall I stay at the coast?"
"Observe the coast at the noon"vamoosed the old grey beard into thin air
Where aristobroth was seated in the encroaching shore of roaring waves.
Then cometh he little Maximus dredging for pearls and droopy eyesore woke him up for the banter in the thin drizzle and invoke the jabber of the expedition:
"Saith the old greybeard's oracle.Arise to quell pyrates in your land."
"Who hath known the minnows in the dunghill to lord him with the trigger
To quell the pyrates rampage and dirty work at alupluto
Wield of matchetes and sword shall be ransom for his life and eclipses of eccletic runs.Chances like eggshell Chinese may pass for the graveyard "
"Old greybeard's elves,your elbow grease for the pyrates 'purgatory .A lush of elixir frequent the coast adhere to the nocturnal visit and shalt become indoctrinated."
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