An act of utter chastity and perspicacity

There’s many a true word spoken but not heard.4% -p+ = 0
Many a lover is fairly agitated& affeared, adulterated.
We must love one more than we have time and
If poetry needs to %^SW£I7^£( rhyme.]
We must abandon ourselves123 to Divine Providence £$%
If we hope for God to take up residence.
All that bitterness, still untold and inrolled
makes pleats in my mind which I cannot unfold.
Did the cooks really boil with wrath
or maybe toil up the path?
We will never know Hell until it’s too late
To affect our own fate. Tee hee.
If you ate my photo
Why not make a baked potato turn red
You have enough fires
And liars.
What do you expect?
Respect?
Perspectives?
Je no sais zwroufj!7^& and sod off algebra to you too
Topology… that’s no longer new.A crying Zion…lion.
Judah,excuse her.I shall blot her.
him,me confuse,lose and muse.
a clever 8,9 ruse
Keep me in mind
I am not blind.
Poet House Blues…
I used to have green shoes.
Is it still news?”%Hdye9&
Not in my views…
Whatever you peruse
makes my lights fuse.
Thank youse
all is misbegotten and then forgotten.
In Llangolen.
Hoseshoes pass in the night
If you have seconds of sight.Amen%
I got fifteen O levels grade A
What does that say?
mc^%*x£” a” e=mc squared
So I once heard.
Einstein
Bechstein.
Which is more piano?
Diana.
She was killed in a tunnel…
A road incident
A pure coincidence.
An act of utter chastity.
And perspicacity.
9876 ur minet 4 ever more.
I feel unsore,Stop mincing.