To complicit him dour and not his harangue to bloviate blustery dire
Not his mellifluous cymbals as bluesman
Did they blunt to drift
Bodacious rant to make him glee beyond the buttonhole of his crucifix
Boggeymen in their bogey not like rattled snakes persevere
Boorish boors of boondoggles acrylic bromide soluble across the sand dunes
Of brindled drool
His chestnut, shibboleth and platitudes of oldwives tales fritter away osmosis of rolling moss
Beyond bubonic plague of bubbles and unthrifty bruxism in the bubble bath
Coast the breastplates with the golden hills
Isn't it a plague of scatterbrained buckshot or scammed scattershot not yet drown by those who grouch its precedences?
Never again his own morsel to incubus neither his ogre nor his bugs on bugaboos
Those cans of poltergeist, anathemas,banshees,phantasm, hobgoblin ghoul him as spook of his own bogeys
Even when drills and blackbeast at his fringes creased
That stupendous stupefaction of quirts,knouts,whips,rattans,
To flail them nightsticks , rawhides, cowhides, bullwhips, billyclubs beyond compare
Stuck cremated at the golden valley surmise to unfold the ominous menace enroute the golden hills
O avalanche cremated at this staff and billy of golden valley
Never once heard the burrs,hums,thrums,purrs,rustles,whirs,churns,hisses,whizzes,moans, babbles,zips,whishes,coos,surruration and zings of distant engine ignited for the golden hills
Not a businesslike anecdotes to be flailed in such contraption
Not a penitence for the vampire, buzzard, bloodsucker,leech,wolf, sponger,shark,to remorse
Hardly egregious dins upon their gnashing teeth the fate of the devourer to make grit yelp
Mythomaniac depression and bruised boat men swept away by tidal waves of broken monsoon
Behold the stumps in the stumper,a toughie an interrogative stickler ,stickler and a breateaser that defiance of brainstorm pulverizes even the buzzard
Eaten as the brambles and poop on the lawn where the nutrients revert back to humus soil
O ye brambles,woodlots, scrubland,groves,brushwoods, greenwoods, canebrakes,bosquets,boscages, wildwoods, chaparral,
O ye tangles and tangles in your coppices,bosks and jungle
Dreary of buzzard barely damn the buzzard
How come so the golden valley had become the abbatoir of broken dreams!
Hardly appease them not a bin of the breadcrumbs
Brinkmanship of dreary clepes on burnt briquettes ,squeakers, hair raisers and cliffhangers avalanche
Beyond the brinkmanship of the hilly beans ,
Galere , brotherhood, sisterhood, sorority,sodality flailed beneath golden valley ,
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