Battle of the Case

Harsh! The asphalt sac circumscribes my spirit drowning the spectacle of sapphire ambiance That whirls a blue crush over my suntanned face, whose temples are rippling with shimmering grin And ,merry bustling the spontaneous chills smothering my qua-spirits yet spray a fiery furnace of detesting Scandinavian epidermal whimpering over my incongruous antics with the talismanic chemist ritualistically rebirthing my vexed spirit chaffed away with enduring rejection of a taciturn corps that writhed aggravatingly for it dresses a being that is obvious of a race,say human identity....