Bittersweet on the hog ties, pinions,floating on the gimcracks ,scum upon the trusses,
O how the swills , smuts and sewerages are pelted with hobbles of the histrionics
That dross and gunk of the gungho not yet expunged manacled the gingerbread
Not the amenable cheeks to castrate the covetous bonkers, geeked and gone gaga
With the ballyhoos of the fussy pot,
The volleys , the sweepstakes, gymkhanas,
the pentathlons and heptathlon ,biathlons and decathlon of the absurd
What nightcaps and ultra marathon did them fiasco-plummeted
Nope not the egregious wombats to make them belch their carthasis
Sail through the tug-of-war , scrimmages and derbies
To make ado quash the conundrum of the wolves and the wild
To the derelict of the gallantry,in their pontoons and garveys, garrotes and scrags on the crease
None libertas yet from the garth and dooryard
The pantagruelian ichthyosis of the vulgarian fraction
The geezerhood of the gelatinous contests bewildered feet of senectitude,to poke them of gallantry
None placebo, potions,pills,pillules,boluses and gelcap backfired
whereon beneath the conundrum still lay the manacles of the open brawl
Gallantry the reticent brawn of mortal libido,still asphyxiated
Delightsome,nirvanic,gemultlich dancing on the fallen canvas
Where the savory,felicific,elating,dulcet,congenial and pleasurable bliss had long fled,
The buddies and the gents,joes and jacks,
Pusillanimous galoots and chappies,
Frozen in the arctic ,libation of the gods for yonks long forgotten
Who can tame the chorography, topography,terrene,geomorphology the draining landscape of the sesame street in the covert and overt drawl of the pantomime and gesticulated divertimento?
And lo driveling, jabbering, chattering, drooling, blathering, yakking, shrieking,rattling like a rattlesnake, jangling, maundering,pattering, sputtering,title-tattling,chuntering,prating
they become,
Who has forgotten his oversight elsewhere to make him think and shudder ?
To wince for a golden retreat that revert ados back to the golden hills
Daisies kick up on the cringe as hullabaloo not yet freckled at dawn
Demise skyrocketed at the golden valleys
Those rants of polytheism and giaours barely shirk their wolfish clothings
Impenitent heathens,neo pagans and secularists flock the garrotes of the admantinous theatre of the absurd
Bespattered with depression,pitts and cavities,
Gibbosities,snags,blobs, obstrusions,knurls,nubs,just and convexities lay in the downgraded overhangs.
A little bloke had weathered the blistering storm in prime numbers
To the wondrous cross of the misbelievers
Girthing, wrapping,enwinding,enwreathing, shackling,looping and begirding
With the thingamabob, hootenannies , doohickeys,thingummies, gizmos,hickeys and widgets of gallantry
Cannonade might in forlorn streak in reprisal returns no reprieve
Not thawed,glaciated,frozen, supercooled or frostbitten as it were with the street minnows,
Guillotines and decapitation in biathlons not fallen yet at the golden valley
Beneath this attrition of golden nuggets
O wondrous bloke broke the glabrous realm
At kvells and gloats of the fallen reprieve struck the gallows and gone ballistic for the golden hills
Golcondas , gravy trains, honey pot, bonanza, goldmine,argosies, stockpot,
O cornucopias and wellsprings,caches,hoards and the honeypots,
Beyond black holes and sinkhole devised the standard pattern and logics of the golcondas.
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