No Throwing Stones

NO THROWING OF STONES: Let it be your culture,my pals... To not throw stones if you live in a glass house; Unless your house capably flies into clouds. That's when your houseflies to awe the crowds, And you become doused. Every hitman's mind fouls. Perhaps Judas didn't believe in both hell and heaven, Just look at how he's different from the other eleven; Spitting insincerity leaven. I'm a Nazarite called Devon, I was only seven, When I started serving. I used to team up with Bevin, 'cause he was always bubbly. I know Eddie's smiling heavily, So no wrong is seen on edifice. His friends having granted space on the ship, Would defend him for the sake of their friendship, 'cause when someone asked, "how many men,please?" He replied,"menses". Actually, I told him to cease taking in pear, Yet he went on taking despair. She found no money in Dick's purse, So thought no happiness will the relationship disperse. Those days she could say,"hunny please get me a comb", And she would be given honeycomb. Now Nick's telling her to be calm, Since Dick praises her to the mom. "I know how you met Nick? It's unique, You didn't know Nick is a brother to Dick", That's her mother-in law in Munich, "Good you've come over, Not to be as you're overcome by your lover, Your husband loves you, Hannah. You're the one he stands to honour, Just control your manner. Can't you recall that manor, That he gifted you and your mother? If you do, why all this demeanor? What of your vacation in Pasadena, When he sponsored you and your sister, Mina; And your brother, Minard? Life's beyond what we see in this arena, Just apologise to your partner, When he returns from the seminar. He wish you turn not a goner"