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!
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