Wherefore these shadows of multi hues
Are so proficient to defend their substance
When the things unsubstantial are their compulsions?
Horses drawn in squared fashion with devils squatting
Being too anxious to defend the castle of bubbles
And ears seized with chopped sermons from their ladyship.
In other side of battlement scattered motions are visible
With each step in grave distress being wronged ultimate
From cradle to grave in the hope of prominence
At the tavern fire place partying with incredible.
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