In Self Defense

Run thru the half-baked moon, snag slices of dark fear, to cast off the forward bow or stuff into mud-duck's ear. Strap a double-edged blade high upon your thigh. Greet the mugger with courage, leave him shrunken. Shore up the timbers of home, bar windows with steel. Order oaks to hold their limbs, grip deep with outstretched talons. Shout to the cowardly sun, slipping into wispy haze. Command him forward, to lavish salving rays. Sprinkle salt on parasites, devouring the tender blades. Summon fair butterfly, shower her with accolades. Give mister mole his bowl of fatal caster bean mush. Watch tulips flourish with lusty blush. Turn chaff down deep down under the rich, black loam. Replace with feral, ducky blossoms to flank your tranquil home.