Bewildered Poem by Reddle Hinheart

A wink and a lore from;
I danced willy for tom
Behold the bewildered;
My fighest and last read

A place but a forgone:
With lust and real certain
A feed was deception:
Maintain all reaction

A sail on the blue sky,
Along with a bringe cry
Despise all the new fright,
Decept on the mew light

Be seen and be bold too
Be raw on the plough drew;
Accept the situation
A blaunt on the sew frown;

Believe every nicked
The least of the meeked,
Fulfill the curiosity
What please is the pity,

Withold through the vision;
A mend and a friction:
Reverse and the decile;
Act fice and retaluate:

A mind to a drill wait,
Complain but the hush start
Aloof and besides drool,
Affix all what roughly will

I promise to have loot wish;
Receive every real dash
What force will be tender;
Oh, Lord be the sailor.