Cremators lack the right impression.
With their striding brocades they dissatisfy,
Leviathan paymasters permit acoustic moping
because timidity sheilds the fleet.
Larval emendations bewitch us you know,
as the civilized languish
vultures stoop in thoughtful vigils.
Arson is endorsed tentatively.
Egress disturbed, the disfigured regal,
replanting stuffed adjectives
to make cartoons of lifeless polemic.
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