Satirical Euphony

SATIRICAL: SATIRIZED EUPHONY Hissed her path to say No As amulet dangled on her' dandled Tis so sweet to trail the forlorn As no help came to a hearty hut On the rafter was a treasure kept To a loned little hut in heart of jungle Whose roof raised and dimpled the raffia Oh the taste of thy loin in abject senescence Could have risen over to thy spur, twilight! To the cast of thy shadow clothed by Sunset If thee ! Little in our heart; you can remain! Remain lots more for a thousand memory Would have climbed the hill to balcony Eastside Sat our mind to watch of thy loss in a ruffle Oh ! To Ayede the colossal quorium ; herb arrays It was a pleasure; dressed in the ragalia of moon-dance In no time, the moon danced Called the hale and hearty To the festive centre of living Dressed in all forms of grandeur If we return thy essence If we can return thy licence Relive relive live and relive The old days are set to be back? There we can see the hut in teeming rescue See the village square on a vibrant display Reposition the jungle to a centre of living ! On no doubt set in quantum effect, euphony! Wear the garment to center of gravity Around the corner close to pyramodal pivots In dance, high in spirit to the beat of time Even if this time is interspersed on euphoria Sucks the shin onto her golden anklets To terrain the path where to kiss the Sun bye Lettuces found on path to fetttled garden To give a welcome relief to her longeth despiration Overjoy not in the surplus of thy making As none can tell when naturale will strike To undress thy order of beauty renaissance As it unveils the surprises of the cons and suburbs