Prevaricated Forth
Write Declaration!
As most every
girl and boy
taught back
in the day,
or more recently
going to Zerns,
a golden age
of story telling,
when rapt
listening ears
willingly leant
eager attention
to a
riveting speaker
such as this jolly shop
o' horror
keeper learned,
modest, and non
establishmentarian
obliging self,
( who even
now doth
still yearns)
to spin a t
attling tale),
this ole codger,
who today
more
frequently, keenly,
and patiently
plods along
memory lane
then yesterday
(along one,
whose pathway,
could be
trekked
blindfolded
so often
by foot thee
trail traversed,
(yet without
ever feeling
a sense of
duff fete)
over hills
and thru
woods thick
with wary,
scary,
and Rem:
markably hairy
muppet
like monsters,
the author,
who wrote
10,000 Leagues
Under
The Sea,
(and other
suspense
filled stories namely
the prolific writer
Jules Gabriel Verne's),
vivid imagination,
would undoubtedly
have experienced
a field day
in seventh heaven
taking wooded
rough hewn
rudimentary
walkabout
by turns
clear cut versus
creepy
simply to reach
a one
classroom
per grade school,
where masters
did teach
being apprenticed
asper Art
Of The Deal
(latent
within power
to sound
convincing,
though "FAKE,)"
but convincing
legendary
personal myths
repeated
to bolster appeal
such as
larger then
life
"Founding Fathers"
unquestionable brazen,
brave, and brass
daring deeds
across
the Lake
(Atlantic Ocean,
whose worsted weave
sub woofer -
did make
the 6:00 o'clock
news the evening
of July 4th 1776,
and thus
didst spake
(perhaps with
the help
of Zarathustra)
yet,...the under belly
of such bravura
involved take
king (by subtle
or obvious
force) lands
revered
by Native Americans
leaving a trail
of tears,
destruction,
and death
(more accurately
genocide),
thus my
(expected patriotism)
moored
within
wicked wake,
hence
aye avail
muted tone deaf
emotion on par
with a charade
particularly,
where deportees
of late
awful treatment
force me
to a give a low
(Failing) grade,
where home
of the brave
land of the free
do masquerade
(or visa versa)
makes a mockery,
travesty,
sham parade
AND this
chap feels as if,
he too partook of
murerderous
indigenous raid!