Bly me, blow me
Get to know me

In the palace

Running amuck
For a buck ?

Stray the sky
Hammmer where sigh

Flutter and buckle
Goad and dray

Hose a rose
I suppose,

Death at its whisper
Everyday gets crisper

Fawn be gone
Weary bleary 

Butter and brawn
Spew, fall through

And bear on
To will and to want

Acquit the dawn
And scatter the spawn.

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