Fully disabused
About what is to lose
Might we
Take up fight upon good fight
Permanently thus non-violently

Sort of vaguely yes maybe
Sometimes
If something rhymes
I write it down
To be a poem found

Reason to have
Shope card shown love
Yet not decided
But
Of good manners here trust

Here be the
Collecting in me
Of rhymes in which we
Might find absurdity
Thus take life quite lightly

Backed into that corner
I feigned to be a party to
That which was what popularity through
Only to find its wrong shoes
Were counting upon assuming this future feigned not