The Tongue's Mystery

The tongue's mystery The heart's backdoor of the laughing stock In his furtive,serpentine tongue lodges The tongue straightaway of the highbrow,brainiac In his beating,locked up heart camouflages Many a foot does stumble,vacillate and actually fall Withstand against all the odds,above all A lapsus does incapacitate and intention reveal Prompts irreparable mischiefs elusive to heal Legitimate ! A tongue isn't in itself a flinty bone Yet could fragment relics doubtable to atone.