The Blurred Affect

As in the 'Theme' of any 'Good' life,

review!!

A 'Band' of a 'Million' Men,

cannot stop my been!!

The strength in 'Bits' and 'Bridles' are,

the why we engage,

Saddling-up long before prepare,

too War!!

The Brigade,

of only Girl,

shivers the thrill,

and entices...!!!

Fight

The 'Field of Which' 

you chose.

Decide

For I don't kneed,

and you,

are plight!!

So bough your would,

know I sight,

the Armor made,

is good and tight!!

Hand did Hammer,

'Out-the-Rite'

now it's You whose,

lonely, right?!?

Knot I

In Ports of foreign lands,

it is the one whom seems,

Out-of-Sorts?!?

Fore set_zero does report,

the 'Kind-of-Words' that state,

the Might!!

Roll You're Twist,

in plane of kite,

soaring with the clouds of pipe.

To be imperfect is to Be,

ever-so-bold,

it's You not Me.

Smoking 'til I see a Bird,

for in such Name,

I know a Horse,

named the Paint.

This Mare in Like,

the 'kicks' of made,

known no-man,

in this?,

a quit!!

So 'Stand' a-Side and know,

you're throng,

it is knot a bite,

it Songs.