What suggestive simile has mould,
Its choice of residence could not be sweeter planned;
Such a perfect timed embrace,
Embedded in the papers flattering embroidery -
So fitting of analogy.
Growing down the wall each day,
A sickly, ill debauchery;
but yet, it still amazes me.
How it painted such a life-like portrait,
How deliberate it seems to be.
So what of it’s reflective study
Should I now consider?
What of your depiction
What are you trying to tell me?