Description Diatribe

Description, O my diatribe?
Stand before the court!
O comedians, with thy jibe!
Paragraphs to sort!

Where is hope on gallows hill?
Couldn't be real sure.
Yellow priestess, queen until?
Revelation tour.

Humble as a humbug?
Pride raises high the pain.
Dancers, rhythm! Cut a rug!
Doom is to disdain!

Death, thy destiny. Live free.
Placards of the plea.
O ye angels, come for tea!
Demons, how about ye?

Tyrant of deep waters?
Alliance Black Abyss.
Daughters, commit slaughters!
No one we will miss!

Rivers, needing rivets?
O lampreys, rub thy ribs.
Deadly are such divots!
Just nibble on the nibs!

Unify the endless hordes?
Bid them sharpen swords!
Watercress, thy water boards!
Mother Sin, thy gourds...
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