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You've heard of an orchard/ 
I've stirred up an artchard with girthed art to be heard/
Words come in with fun as the function never turned defunct/
Metaphors and puns run an injunction to sever clues debunked/
In sum strict hits depict a re-script on your chatter to chit/
Stick glum in its sect and restrict a sore batter to get lit/
Be quick sly-n-sleek with this filth scum I won't remit/
I’ll ploy-n-peek for consult to revamp and reprint/
Style coy speak to strive proof to stamp a sneak’s stint/
I drive joy street to soar aloof and boost amps to tweak my print/
A quiet divide as I’m alive to ply and connive art like photosynthesis/
Flow my Go-Joe cleanliness to show how I win like this/
A pro symbolist or a lyrical Go-Go Word Gadget gymnast to be missed/
I’m froze frigid until he fidgets to flip it and rip it/
Time arose rigid he’s still then twitches to sick it/
A fine boast toward sets of wit roasting but the credits aren’t rolling/
Bets not locked in or tests not taken/
Don’t fret quests with pests/
Just let bad bets be like a sad pet’s steps too wet/
Flex while wept won’ts went away sent with welts/
My words can be felt/
Skyward is where this guy’s eyeing to soar/
Backward is a slack ward I won’t tour I don’t act hard/
Like an orchard with delicious fortuitous fruits my art dwells in an artchard

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