Why Part Two

nor any greed from one suppurating marriage this guy wants to be freed with no malice this cheap tricking super tramping wordsmith of inxs ac of dc charged cheap tricks sans done dirty deed. This impersonator qua sometime bard of yore admits to his apology if ye get taken totally abominable like bar rammy aback to proposition ye with carnal desires in store and ideally match deeds ease with these words towards such strong desire to adore forsooth that naked realm to allow the noggin to bore together in close syncopation like couplet core and would now gently encourage his newfound muse to let me dip me quill in iambic pentameter du jour a wordsmith who shies away drinking pot or smoking booze. Now with a zing i step into the digital xing via summit da fall low wing written jest to byte tongue in cheek yet unsure if zee phone here will ring or an unexpected gold plated invitation after the yodeling ding in an effort to hear that pleasant yet discordant musical ka -- ching for cherished pennies, nickels, dimes, nickle back et cetera from heaven to bring. Twiddling me fir and twenty black bird shaped like a green thumb as me schmart simian Semitic **** gets comfortably numb after quaffing humongous amount of rum while downing oral rob hurts sesame street pudding made of pureed plum unlike jack in the corner my luck mooch oh more glum and despite facial stubble here and there a stale crumb this har dabbler in words haint no bum only a hard knock er skool alum. from thee one and only almighty alfred e. neuman king crusty crab crumb son Rodg er alias scott matthews - whose words intended as playful persiflage if curious to learn more about me emanating from cranial lodge unless no auto mat tick interest arises - whence this reply u can dodge.