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Super Silly-ous Taste Test
A diehard interloper,
Long confirmed misanthrope,
Rejected in the inner circles,
Left to simper
At his own
He put his hand in
As a young blade
Along with a feminine hand
Of moot trade,
A therapist in pressuring sets and rubbing rings.
After almost a year
The true blue
Threw in the towel
With charitable thoughts
If they would survive in time some way,
Noah had to save the brothers.
He called on his doves to guide him, and he'd say
"I have need of my fair and rude lovers.
I must find the path that will secure me a bay
Where I can soon deboard and govern."
The doves led him to a resplendent beach
Filled with a tisane of fragrant low trees
And Noah for their trouble held to one of peach
And there put for them a house filled
Control...the essence of the superficial to arrive at notwithstanding.
Compose...the prescription for the essence to assess the solitaire in chance.
Analyze...the balance of the prescription to achieve the reasonable.
Choose...the reality of balance to separate last minute from first review.
Distribute...stores of reality to contemplate the significance of reaction.
When does real life approach the Grand Design? Will the piths of plenty ever overpower the dirth of subjective value in arrogance? The scale rides in the balance. Quantity, someday, somehow, must approach its quantifier, variety. if it is to continue to contribute to the even fabric of stability and, with random soundness, pass the test of time.