Around and through, though the twists
Present themselves in a square sort of way.
Boredom presses on my black understanding
But how black is it when my soul knows the way.
Chirp and squirp the lovely diagonal
Pieces of my mind; let hounding go that way.
Gem one, gem two; never seen, never do.
Do all, with the evening along the way.
Water boiled on me; forever
Protects the fiery blood; going no way.
Combust, compact the ever noisy runner's
Clack! Come now away, away; the forward way.
Suppress those dreadful little sneers.
Jump up! No sideways, now that way!
Huzza! No more cars, for
They are far to dandy and lost way.
How dare the farmhouse behind the sea
Surround Ashley as she flies in a like way.
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