mired mishandled petri dish
salivating brethren yal shone
yer lard darker than yer chrome plated diddle
chancing amorous loiterer on yer mounted saddle
yer hips gyrated ample
pluck yer ribs pierce yer bags, ply

oi mister, oi white beard
free from yer disgraced treadwheel
ye need more flesh to dress mein need
barterer, hoarder o deranged minds
th farm reeks of yer apparitions creed
rein in yer dire ways monger
pray redeem playful minions of yer estate

oi lady, ye you dubious stitch
be i privileged ei pruned after yer poke abouts
whose heist are ye donning my reverie
benign smile on yer boneless lip
lace nein thallium pon revered parchment    
nei ebb chest further frail already tis

oi beat oi harbinger of hopes
come heere ye nested furry memory     
wear my dream remind, only
tale not of descent companion to a need
yearned hair serrated spirit
cmere nustle in my breast pocket
home devoid give and take
as honest as the ocean
real, what is                   
the perfect ghost in my memory