Thou of hest shalt not be named
Single strand of ambiguity within
Lest not be of wrath by nature
But by nature be which be of cure
Solely standing of intrepidity
Behold thy goddess' serendipity
Thou hath maketh forged smiles
Of the depressed, oppressed, and thy vile
In continuum of thou babble
In retrospect for thy prattle
Begone, animosity of the common
Liketh thou hath angels be summoned
Lest the pompous strutting
Or to detest argumenting
Ideas come as clear as sea
By you hath bear fruit with glee
Must thyself became to a halt
'Fore cretins and wretches appalled
Thou art symbolized ravished beauty
Thy lived within you for eternity
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