The Smarts and Dogged Callisthenics

The Smarts And Dogged Callisthenics... Cannot Wall The Will Of Catapulting Mice A titled unwritten poem requiring little effort to dip and dive I accidentally, inadvertently, and unexpectedly scrolled up in digital archive among various and sundry literary endeavors, eh, maybe about a bajillion and five, in various stages of completion kept alive on life support, and one non entitled migrant idea, that unwaveringly, incessantly, dost connive clamorously, cetera doth buzz inside my head (aswarm like angry bees in a hive) constitutes how ("FAKE") president Trump emits asynchronous vibe that dost not to jive with best interests of American people even Ivy League scholars found yours truly ruminating, how mine "avid groupies", would deem to warrant duct taping me whole body, asper drive ving figurative written wedge, sans my blunt opinion against commander in chief, subsequently finding me literally diced, hashed, minced, et cetera as an endive or more palatable onion's relative chive into a million little pieces, thus better angles with me strongly advised (along with voice of Robert Mueller) best to arrive at less controversial topic, hence I will strive even if blindly chased by Farmer's wive to express (with rhyme, but no reason), and douse or simply avoid trumpeting, scathing, flickr ring potential conflagration reject as acceptable carouse zing which resultant virtual wildfire, would most likely lack adequate Whitehouse funds to extinguish, this phrase e'en thee spouse would elicit, and expect no readers to grouse finding your truly making bee line to dormouse which doubles up (at least for this poem) as cathouse captivated by entertaining antics of common house mouse (Mus musculus), a rather mundane alternative fur this louse, yet I (Stuart Little) attest tubby powerhouse as one athletic creature among mice and men able to leap over tall blocks of cheese in a single bound, ease zee as...app pull pie by jeeves, or prayerfully taking wing yup...even within the uber jungle of Belize ideally on heels of strong breeze even on command staying stock still if asked to freeze for a selfie while juggling...please do not distract, no...no..no... without question do not dangle keys and if shivering with cold avoid knocking knees so me and nest of pestiferous pals can earn opportunity to earn fame and fortune nothing to sneeze at...at...at...chew, and contract deadly disease.