I’ve already done my quick,
What is your purse to show for it,
The blame is not what I want,
He is the purpose I sought,
Sly from the evil that one appears,
Waiting on the moment that interest is here,
The pull of blood from the peak of advantage,
The stature of limiting the freedom to damage,
Jugs of her as his in-between to come,
This is how I planned the riddle of my gums,