Rhys

Rhys
5-19-18

Known by appellation
Inclined with reason
Where peaches and plums are in season
For the explanation of our rude stone monuments
And growing weary of the struggle in hopes that it doesn't rain all day
Under professor Rhys all for the whos and whys
Timer of living for only pleasure
For I know that there lieth in wait a greater treasure
In golden vignettes
Today set a time limit on everything else
For wood piles burned all for the studied and learned
Leaving me out weary of days dreary
Where I live my own sermon and horse
Yet gold cyanide and pride....





Lukewarm Asparagus
5-19-18

For our lukewarm asparagus
Feel my pain and heed my warning
Offered to accompany him
"Splendid!", so shouts my ego
And soon it will be time to get on with it
As smelling a secret as speeches are simple and brief
And it needs not mean our grief
Tongue burned by hot mashed potatoes in our city of Omner
Making no difference in the ditch
We got stuck in leaving men to defend themselves
By another trial in assembling book shelves
God give me to victory for I believe you will this weekend
As Teancum did exceed back in Mulek for we are great warriors
And it's insanely early for downpours of the well known me, myself and I
O, challenge into eternity
O, why!
Our needless disaster and calamity
Tear down the facade.....