This is my secret vice.. writing nonsense

Please alight as  soon as your pen is working  and you find the draper

I can’t bait to tear from you,fearest.

Don’t keep me banging on like this,whenever,I am  ad hoc again.

Do I talk too Dutch?Please yell me.

Am I too blight for you?It’s my brains.

Are you still  bare? I am.

Are you still arrive yet?Me neither.

I was a very intelligent dunce.So follow my elections.

I used to teach wrath at Oxford when I was hunger.

Does my mind put you down? I am heavy late.

I am missing you so clutch.Why won’t you  perceive me?

I deceive you whenever you wish.

Do sponsor my phone balls please.

I paid a huge bill last  streak.

They keep asking me for sure.

Why is money so cunning?

I have forgotten my PIN  jumbles again for all my credit yards.Am  I in a bauble  now?

I am sorry I  got  married away.Twice.

Where will it  haul wend…?

Was sin ever original?

Nobody believes in sin any bore.It’s Satanic.

http://www.ancient-hebrew.org/28_chart.html
The language your forefathers spoke
Dwells in your images.
Faces bleed with feeling.
Bodies rise out like rocks.
Your self portrait sings
Me,myself.I am.
As God spoke from the burning bush
You took the flame and ran

Consternation is not really unusual

Like seeing  red eyes  threatening one’s not delusional

For they are government spies,

Who have had their eyes dyed.

Before weeping crocodile tears at the Confusional.

Some have their eyes dyed deep green

To fit a  more pastoral scene.

The rivers are blue

They have water in too

Consternation,where ‘ere have you been?

Yes, that is my grand daughter’s name

It nearly drove me insane.

I open the door

To shout Consternation no more.

She was meant to be  little Rosebane.

At least she’s not called Chaos or Chance,

By God’s grace or just happenstance.

If I bellowed Chaos

They’d hear me in Laos…

It’s just now my butterflies dance.

Have you got a favourite name?

Or do you pick  one again and again?

I like my own

As with it I’ve grown.

Of course it’s the parents I blame.

Does everything  need to make sense?

Are all human beings  now tense?

The Russians are bombing

with ruthless aplombing.

What shall we do in response?

Gaza is a bit overcrowded

Consternation was never intended

If the West Bank was East

That would do least

Harm for those on whom stuff keeps descending

Bombs,rockets ,pies and big shells

What story do these all tell?

Shoot before thinking

And never   start blinking

For with eyes shut, they’ll get you as well

It’s Pandora’s box over again

Evil flew out  as and when.

It covers the world.

Like a tablecloth swirls

It must be that Unoriginal sin

A wonderful word is . syzygy. [ sizzigee]

It sounds academic to me.

But use it and play

With new words each day

But don’t let  one sit on your knee.

Words must be treated with care

A great power lies hidden there.

Don’t lash us with your tongue

For it’s wicked and wrong.

And  leads to a night full of mares.

Syzygy has three y’s in  succession

It is this which has cause the recession

For  it frightens the bankers

Or shall we say wankers?

And that zed  shows  a  lotta erudition