Log Rolling

Like debris then that clutches rolling logs, this fit of time ensnares like demogues. What e'er was wholesome, now in total fog does placate for it's venture, fanfares bog! Aye, celebrate the venture, 'morrow's clog will by the neck's redemptor's cost with smog, the Monarchy's indenture, total flog will strip away your mention, your works . . . rogue! Then give you no attention, your need's ~ dog to grind you to dimension less than cog. This tree to birth did bring, your cutting's tog was gathered for wealth's pension ~ your's they hog ~ And thereby River tossed, like . . . . rolling logs!