Sincere Clause Poem by Ander Greigon

Not a nice would furry under;
The let you'll beat reminisce whether:
Flaught of jaws would burrow sorrow
A crumb of claws you rather solo

To prey the peat would foolly shudder;
A beacon never relate further:
The leash of the kin you subtle surely
The dust and don'ts you really curely

A praise and just defer the mander;
A blast of a pung the such a block remember:
Behold the play of not an incense
See culinary droups of what sense

Deceive and denote the surray welcome;
The jack and can't you underestimate:
Min placement and a call forever
Abode on not wrought to bunder.