With anxious left to stand another,
the Sable of the date at clutter,
noise in silence acoustic Norse,
in band of Brine the sailor Time,
raising Mast to park-nest sky,
the timber pole built by Fol a brisk in due,
the count walk Flew to mark the Signature with more than too,
an agreement deck that rose a drum the Master on the grit of Clause,
to tell the Cloak of room & Bas,
the Sickle is a cell of old.
To sky the constellation main the show of Trumpet blasting grain,
a beauty of the Oats of Wheat,
how far this Must,
a must be Feat.
The sound of a Million Mans thunder in bounding stride-Foot,
the lift in speak to place put feet,
the dance of waltzing Mozart's Treat,
the chorus with a Single beat!!