Things of Allure Can Lure
The gloss of Great Things of allure
A young heart continues to lure
But poor efforts bar through failure,
Hardworking farmers no manure,
Not a lot of The Tried secure;
From them distanced fertilizer
Otherwise The Stabilizer…
The grandeur of Things of Allure
Makes one unpleasant risks incur,
Cries of “Oh! my God!” reoccur,
One is some leg bitten by a cur
One: a freezing body, no fur!
Yes: pearl, ruby, emerald, gold:
All that we gaze at Hands unfold.
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