The 13th Day
All names to chant, rubato and so gnomic
Slur spreads the crowd, words said so traverse yet endowed
Thou while the populate wishes for more, less comes with the lore
Somes to say epistemically, others cath in waves epistle only inexorably
Megalomaniacal the bridle, dictate portamento as to a recital
Magnanimous the libel left for play, as well as the champions left in the clay
Cob to mode the proverbial ord, decadence sharpens the mandates sword
Out loud decamp within mach's peak of sound, sundail shadow abound
Itinerary no lines are to show, a single image rend aglow
Demure gradients ample in ways, cantata crescendo leave passages with more to say
Burgeon from the very depths of a mind, envice ire from shallow finds
Silents now blankets a celestial epos, dowdy the obeisance to one quaere to the bold
Congee gull in spoken dreak, sanctimonious reverb and laud carry around all helix
Fossick arcanum left behind by the magistrate, pneuma plucky starts to dictate
Charivari from the directions and the closing doors, inveigled by its orb
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