Long Armed Groot

A long armed Groot at the root of this fruit/ The strong alarmed the wrong loot and followed through against the coup/ Flipped script is ridiculous as I re-jiggle this penned mess/ Stripped it’s ludicrous how crude I kiss and caress this sent injustice/ Picked up this food for our crust to protrude and fizz it does just this/ Slicked pup as my hood busts who’s suave and sends scoffs sideways/ Songs sung to scarlets of Joe’s hands spun off Scarlett Johansson/ Strung out lawns by harlots with no land sum/ A lung tout to spawn a poet’s lot for ransom/ That air brung stout gruel to sew it’s spot and some Along through I tote a lance to hum and be hung/ Strong brute while hope’s a branch slung/ A long armed groot flips style and gropes leafs to inch along/ The linguistic sower to sword through heaps and hues of sorrow/ The wing’s wish stick is sore from the word brews arrow/ Cut that stings wick as it's more phlegm for the fruits aglow.