The brief passage from a hypothetical epic, The Chronicles of the Periphrastic Polysyllabicism, written by blackpower
"From thence, our hero, in his ponderous peregrination,
Didst make his mien upon a promontory's precipice,
A verdant verge, where vast vermiculations veered,
To view the vasty, vexillatory, vacillating vista.
The firmament, a diaphanous and dewy dome,
Didst domicile a cumulous coruscation,
A fulgurant fantasmagoria of effulgence;
A simulacrum of some supernal, sainted sire's soliloquy.
The sea, a seraphic symphony of saltation,
Didst serpentine and supplicate the shore,
Its susurrous sibilations seeming to sigh,
A somniferous, surreptitious, and sorrowful story.
His perfunctory peregrinations, his past, a premonition,
His present predicament, a preordained plight.
He spake to his steed, a quadruped of questionable quiddity,
"This obfuscatory odyssey doth quite exhaust the equanimity."
His horse, a hapless hybrid, a hinnulus of haughty hue,
Didst harrumph, a guttural growl of grim grievance.
"Forsooth," 'twas muttered, in a muffled, mumbling manner,
"Your master's monologuizing doth my equine ear-drums molest."
Our hero, in his self-referential raillery, a rogue of renown,
Didst retort with a resplendent, rotund repartee.
"Thou churlish, circumspect, and celeritous curmudgeon,"
"Thy cranium, full of crustacean-like cantankerousness."
The sun, a sanguinary sphere, didst sink slowly,
Its resplendent rays, a redolent reflection,
Illuminating the obfuscatory odyssey,
The polysyllabic protagonist, and the peripatetic predicament.
Our protagonist, with perspicacious perception,
Didst ponder the polysyllabic predicament.
"Hark," quoth he, with an orotund oration,
"This ponderosity of perambulation proves but a paltry pittance."
His purpose, a premonitory and pressing perambulation,
Was predicated on a prophecy of primordial proportions,
A tale of truculent triumphs and tribulations,
To thwart the tyranny of a terrible, tyrannical tribe.
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