Bastards,
Buzzers, Buggers and Beasts
Be
all that you can be
Unless
you are the embodiment of greed
In
which case, I do by beseech
Please
conform your tone of speech
Basters,
Buzzards, Beggars and Breeds
Beckon
beauty beside you now
Stare
deep between her eyes
And
question this blessed creature,
As
to why you and your types are ever fatedly cursed
Barkers,
Besters, Beadles and Burkes
Beset
the breath
Of
ambling boars
A
broken fancy left unturned…
Like the flow and admit the change up at the start of the second stanza almost escaped me the first time, very tricky. The embodiment of greed is whack at any shack. Those people should turn over a new leaf and stop causing everyone else grief. But alas they are nothing but your very first B and that is all they seem to forever be.
ReplyDeleteGreat wordplay, my eyes played tricks and I had to reread and pause several times, very nice. Happy Easter!
ReplyDeletethis is very cool fred...would make for a great spoken word piece and has a fantastic flow..
ReplyDeleteI love the alliteration! Very cool.
ReplyDeleteb...b....b...b....ha...fun read man and def love some of the word play...esp the greedy conforming their speech...
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