Negligent Grooming Habits Unbridled

Negligent grooming habits unbridled Apathy toward mine personal hygiene i.e. relinquishing attention linkedin with bare toiletries, cuz I rarely spruced myself up nor never maple leave to cease being hard nut to crack and rendered adopted couture modus operandi of yours truly shabby chic figurative page taken directly from Pigpen's playbook. Indifference to attire automatically spelled damnation when presenting slovenly appearance responding to employment for hire upon returning home parents did require report, and upon being delivered of unsolicited rebuked opinion for dressing unkempt, yours truly wished for genie in lamp to wire. I would fain call my appearance one hundred and eight degrees opposite to spiffy except when witty wordsmith participated in contra dance purportedly the most fun one could experience while being clothed even more exciting than sightseeing in France. When approximately one third current age gave permission to set (he/him shy person) free from self imposed cage just  barely enough wiggle room these then (and now) mine myopic eyes did gauge. Aforementioned secular activity heartily welcomed me, who (despite being severely afflicted with social anxiety) hypothetically asked an Asian girl, I'll tell Yue (her name arbitrarily chosen mine then twenty something self did flirtatiously woo - to rhyme without reason - when crafting subsequent poem), whereby Saint Martin-in-the-Fields Episcopal Church 8000 Saint Martins Lane, Philadelphia, PA 19118 represented designated social venue lad learned lingo: allemande, ladies chain, pass thru, et cetera a whole slew of other steps with his partner progressed up or down the set (line), and upon reaching foot or head waited their turn before entering the queue (maybe in the interim noshing on Neptune salad) as active or inactive couple, invariably, innovatively, and inevitably they pledged vows and emigrated to Peru raising consciousness within Machu Picchu equivocating, erecting, and establishing, quasi rudimentary sanctuary honoring the imported llama husband and wife team (author of poem and his missus crocheted bedding for natives) while loosely adhering to Judaic tenets, world's oldest monotheistic religion dating back nearly 4,000 years, which respective religion linkedin to both alluded, unnamed persons and their honest to dog genealogies. Poet and missus qua solitudinarian each espoused disestablishmentarianism, he with chutzpah and nerve, she excelling at the art of hen pecking each figuratively leaned politically left the mister re: man me solidly Anchor right into liberal Democratic opinions wordsworth manifests métier I write. Courtesy an indie alt rock'n tribe Rebeckah dishabille poet, I view the challenge of writing analogous to betting an heir or heiress which includes gestation of an, emotion, idea, sentiment,...unbeknownst if outcome birthed to be fabulous then however whimsical notion spins within thine cerebral centrifuge, the imagination pregnant with fetus of a fledgling concept feeling with byte size sea legs, not quite ready for prime time and beak comb devious though, as swollen womb dwarf full pygmy up expansive lettered girth manifests and coalesces into miniature Confucius versatile rubber baby buggy bumpers unless unexpected contusions render exertion aborted effort, the proud pro-creator bounteous which success inspires this writer to tackle another and fleeting thought and sire by product with audacity.