Saw I

After the song of my pen, Strokes of lyrics she had lent. Then was i pushed spiritually, To adjure the piece done materially. My feet was reluctant to thread, As my worms the meal read. The white substance from the family of grain, Was a-stay to meal on my intestine rain. Despisingly,i paid the first bill, My legs did the earth fill. And as i bow in the middle of the store, Saw i an hefty merchant on a gown without flaw. Against my knee,my glottis plea 'Who is this?', Then did he say,he came to take your thank's bill. c.2017