Art Tick

In painted ceiling of Skull fold mind the bearings of the sun,

shot to fire in the Thought lot a brook to attention a rock,

of barrel band as method is the theory of thesis strand.

Steep the hot to cauter side,

a lung in spear of truth,

ask the point of entry,

the whole is in the Shoot.

Ride a slide to even glide the curb is hanging link,

to chains that keep the Hand so cuff`d, the clue.

A Skit that brings the floss alive art Nature with the breeze,

outside in the reality Look it ticks with Reads.

A Clip of puzzle to Mural frame the good is in the gate to lane,

a watch of Hem the stitch to Send the publish`d of the Nine Vast Curds',

soaring Crib of conventional clear`d a housing in the Tooth.

Shall the prose of Riddle rose in thorns of Pickle`d plot,

oh blast of seat to Cucumber Meet the seed is in the stool,

the mushroom harbor of the bloom did Speech of ardon Ore.

The strange weird week to a working Sleep is in the up of wake,

composed as to the Archer Bow an Aim at stir in Row,

boat, boat, Ship the scourge of dip answer`d with the Ink`will.