To the rash of enchiladas and enchidiron's flames
The rays of the ordinands are swayed and sworn to the etiquette of the statutes
That we sometimes deemed to defend the espousal by default
Upon the frangibility of arts and the dire consumer of arts
Misrule trod gallantly at alupluto upon the belies of ignoble knaves
Who defies chaste from the paramount ensembles and retreats sinews into perfidy
The forest of knaves with bearded with beastly kings and vacuous Lords
With hoipoloi twice like wax in their hands
Where squirearchy embalmed mischief
In the crooked vouchsafe and brutish repression of vassalage and liegemen.
A million times moults of moulds maketh no statutes human
Whose whims and caprices devise blizzards of its artifices
"The golden lions upon their ascension might do otherwise"
"They may prowl only much ado about nothing
And when the dust has settled,the flaws revert to the man who made the statutes.Are all men the same or by which custom did they hew them?"
"In this contract and context thou well nailed the poser like ancient man nabbed in the ancient times."
"Devise should grant reprieve to the public squares to endorse and condone and concede defeat
To machismo with egalitarian spirit and not the despot by integument
Only shall we have mien that splashes esteem on the golden letters of statutes
Glorying the enforcement with chastity,probity and immaculate sense of clarity "
"I know maximus he came pretty close "
"Should his golden lions we re doomed to die in this echinated heen of banana republic."Tumulus ranted
"Are you not part and parcel of the stormy stardusts,this illustrious ilk of the golden lions,sating with pride in your friendship with maximus?"
"Yes we Ve gone up fifteen folks at vestigious count.May Semenya befall in the trenches and forest?"
"Amenya.Shallom."
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