Most of the follow
wing (fictitious) quit
tuss cent shill, knit
head, (non
adult tryst) pit
tee full
(sorry excuse
for originality), rit
dunk yule
huss, feebly
abominable
attempt at unit
tarry yen rhyme
for excellence,
benignly,
essentially,
and honestly wit
less, worthless
reading mitt
tear real -
dashed off
(by this hare
reed rabbit),
wall henna
burst of
(playful tulles
toy) warren peace,
aye practically spit
out (from inxs
of carrot juice),
now dost
daringly be hove
brave reeder
to comprehend
this dime
metrical kick
starter fit -
bawling contrived
nada very tit
till late ting, nor
not so great
English lit,
and moost
unlikely tuff hind
posthumous fame,
worm ma obit
chew wary
verb boss
lee probably
re:nouns,
(this once upon
a time
pablum child),
nor e'en garner
this hare reed
ole Jack
a one hit
wonder
poetic laureate,
nonetheless this
(o' whar did
me bunny go),
perhaps to Brit
tin endeavoring
merely
to join
United Kingdom
(and merrily) writ
for the
underground
to test skill at
heart felt
fabrication like me,
thus exemp
ting bing
considered, judged,
and labeled
tubby unfit.
Now let yours
truly whoop
focus to address
main intent,
(sans for quick
pick me up)
and nary drop
of coffee,
nope not even
one molecule
to fill thimbleful
sized cup
I reach for bottle
of Guarana,
(one serving of
coffee per capsule)
fo' this aging pup,
who attests
that caffeine
(liquid and/or
encapsulated),
the sole vice
(except for
barbiturates, cocaine,
"FAKE" opioid,
et cetera),
which overdose
nearly found me
nearly a grateful
dead – thrice
occasions, where
circumstances of Mus
self (Stuart Little
reincarnate -
with an insatiable
craving for cheese
laced with Guarana,
Paullinia cupana,
a climbing plant
in the maple family),
which bean
sized seeds
affordable at
an acceptable price
many times larger
than puffed rice.