Better Than An Extra

His heartbeat is at home, whom he cherishes as a cub I am the spice and the escort for every night club he claims with tears, his matrimony is morbid my opposition has grown limbs to completely forbid demands and tricks from his desk, so puerile please sir, let our office connection remain sterile from an embrace, his genital showed a sense of humour it is constantly fed by his eyes with my rumour he’s out to play but keeps a decent life upstream his victims have warned me not to actualize his dream one day, my leaves will fall, it’ll soon be autumn he said confidently, seconded by his scrotum my walls are too high, no chance through this blockade he arrogantly maneuvers with a persistent escalade I’m not timid, I’m definitely not lower irritants like this test my commanding sea power his influence on my office value is overrated ‘No’ is just what it is, that’s unmitigated the gates, he locks, I’m suddenly an allergy in town fine! I left but with the press dissecting his crown.