Feathered Speaks

To true the point of all ways driven,

the Tuk Tuk a car in luck,

the Island shipped for ride.

The Horse a stride,

the Mounty tied,

to cheer the light house stitch.

The so of opened public felt,

that this was not a deal such,

therein reality bite their been,

advised the choice was for ruck.

To County Upton a land of still,

the Sun has not set the bill,

for in the object of it's do,

a Royal said I think it's Blue.

The Fire of the Flaming Wic,

a candle in the wind of it,

required all in speaking truth,

for what was best is the best of bet.

To sake the tunnel that built a Cave,

the tribute came to late for Dave,

a friend so lost by such said cost,

it weights me to today.

The stood of stand in happening again,

the kiss of Judas came from do this,

I state that conversation dates,

the Time, the Place, the Reason of,

the call by no mistake.

To judge the jury whilst it stoops,

to slam the gavel during coups,

to drive the tanked for better moves,

makes Time the Power in the Proves.