Because I Can

Applause' foundation, e'er the close my ears primed out, my thought in prose Ah, words, concerning words, I chose soiled armor, but my holy soul! I guess not, that my honor's skoal is only spoken, all untold, the rhetoric's rhyming, so supplied with factual basics, not deride! Astigmatism's care ~ "I can't" ~ with mobilizing's avant-gard, I then become unbroken "can" from knowing everlasting's plan! Continuim's apptitude is score ~ it's still my Earth, the hope's encore!