I crash your space with Cabernet; my fads’ll stay.
I’m the writer with radical ways, pass in haste.
Navigation in battle station. Sip another type while
I slip into the slight. Write on lost avenues, the cost at
last infused. Syllabic extrapolation; it’s magic, this
maceration; with obscure barrels, fascination. Other
pen movers, nothing more than hen shooters. I banish
plays, and then damn their days. Each paragraph,
cram your craze. Take my business card, I’m a whiz in
yards. Prison or otherwise. When I recite, I never stutter, guy;
You’re like an empty bottle, no attention; Me, I’m ogled, all retention.
Elusive vampire, I’m the ruling empire; the cat cheshire, noisy like
wet tires. Rigorous, my trigger’s just, whimsical, not in any way
subliminal. Indivisible, belittle your brittle, too much so I broke the
glass, you such no, why show a pass, despicable. This, not
mimicable. Ab initio, I’m stabbed and silly, slow. Mocking
attackers. Now to Syrah, I’m blah, re-racking the rafters.