The Work Rotter

Spire insight of silence Swotch and bind, conspiracy of mind Conspire and self-protrude Mindless matter of maddened hatter Borne gall of uncongruent bladder Reign wettened confections'n faux pas Pram embedded bedding of public propaganda And poised for prose 'dulted diaper thrown an' broiled'n a gutter Homely homelessness in wake of deft arms Freshened refreshener and wetted choke Chugged and driven doomed deliverance Cut of word 'cross and lost'n devious drivings of work Ticking tenor left fear to render These haps to fall through ungloved metal and measly meak meal, and Coarse feel along rift ridged riverbays Swept upon eons of words spurred affray Sully gusts, and worry t'encrust And collect the lost worker from astray.