Ode To Corruption

Or there is any where for thee to hide within this our friendly galy tide or thus our country can endure a sly of air or unidentified folly oh! here is now weary of thy a style to strike, state and define only a tale and dividing mountains and rivers shores thee how may long to complain its funs evil is a hot charcoal in the dark now tell us how could such be a dreamed rank oh! thee pedagogue of all summer ice we still have no alternative chance than to reap thy a rocketed blocks were it built and lied yesterday days were all monsters and dragons confederated to give thee a meaning or love or a bond we have never and ever accept to live by such rules, oh! corrupt? nor nature shows that a shadow nor still culture would once draw a semblance to such corruption even nightmares are so holly to mean oh! goblin of syndrome bewitching earth unkind itching, a fool's happy path we will never remain dwarfed nor whose country or continent shall fiend nor which government is only fourty or fifty two only seeming funny or when we are asked we remain shaken whose then shall be the burden?.