Abracadabra

Pray, let me tell a story not so sweet-   E'er sure thy holes on head's side glean'd this 'ere; Once upon a time, when naught ruled discreet,   Please panic not- there was no time to snare; Lest crater in front, gape at wonderland- Eh, kiddin'? Something broke with Big Bang grand. Abracadabra, out of thin air sprang,   Siamese twins- Time and Space holdin' hand; Space gave time for Time to grow with a bang Ugh! Aeons buried their head in sinned sand, Much to chagrin of Time that felt wee bored- Else, what shall do now to strike mental chord? Thus hatched a funny thing not seen 'ere e'er-   Ha! Blame that bit wits of our time for this; In shaggy mane fit for beasts' lord to wear-   Nest o'er too craggy visage not amiss; Gush at ungainly trudge bipedal flat- Sprint truly on to master time with that. E'er easy, saunters our 'animal' wild-   And, evolution direct deft dare drive; So swift seized she, shellshocked space and defiled-   In no time, fate set foot on to deprive; Lo! Not strong nor brave- how she pull it off? Yes, granddads one by one sure do drop off. True master of nuance all and bit more-   Ho! Human sized huge ego, got she whence? Out went he to lust past time with fierce roar;   Unlucky, did thee say? There's no defense, Grant I, when present swallow past to bloom; Hence, time about ripe to script special doom. Times sweet, disperse into gross space for good-   Once and for all, beckons bleak future grey; Lasts not for more time, this animal could-   One fine day, Time shall rule harsh on her stay; Still stands Time as of now but not for long- Else, 'tis time to move out with a swan song. Advice one I shall gift now-  'A speck small, Lack flair to fish in yawin' black hole squall- Lost on orb lonely, e'ermore take right call'. P.S : The message is, ' PEOPLE ASSUME THINGS EASILY THOUGH, TO LOSE ALL'. IAMBIC PENTAMETER and ABABCC rhyming