Chaos Per Os
O mist, thy dawn of chaos.
O morning, discord's dew.
Flame creation, take per os!
Belladonna blue...
Rhythm, rhyme, and riddle.
The griddle pipes with heat.
No use, second fiddle!
The middle? Tasting sweet!
Forever, last a moment.
Rebellion, foment fast.
Wicker man, fire, thy lament.
Nickering mare, spell cast.
Blast off, O my intellect!
Bubble in my veins!
Golem, shall we genuflect?
Someone, take the reins.
Well, vulgarity. Disgrace.
Doubt, dismay, displace.
Time, thy shadow. Joint, thy case.
Jaunt and jig-jag, jayce.
Poison, pour. O pen mine, soar.
Two-faced god, guard door.
O for golfers yelling fore!
Grim the gauntlet gore!
Yellow queen, thanks. Generals, thy tanks.
Prisoners, shiv. Shanks.
Financiers, from the banks!
Red the rumbling ranks...
Tympani, burst. Ocean, thy thirst.
Racer, get there first.
O for warriors a-worst!
Crazy are the cursed...
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