Will of Mare Or Ill Yak

W-ill of mare or ill yak
I-s either irksome or pesky; 
L-et the muddle cease, 
M-aking the trash talk flee.
E-nd the will of mare or ill yak, beginning with total order; 
R-apture replaces the chaos, as confusion shall be over.

O-bliterate the shambles, 
R-efrain from voluble voice; 
I-n twenty-sixth September, 
L-et your heart make a choice.
L-oud and persistent sound shall bring one to a wrong track; 
A-llow the mouth to silence the will of mare or ill yak.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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