If that old cherry tree weren't chopped down
It's rotted enough to fall now
Most times finding wild truth
Is too late, too many duped
Wait for swans, thick rubber neck
To launch from geisha pirouette
Land pose as samurai flexing
Cuisses, assets, menacing
The merchants last exchange and fleece
Fill cabinets before they flee
Or better results - Spain, Portugal
Damaged, decline, but tribe expulsed
Warning without evangelion
Macready couldn't understand their tongue
Beware that web never spreads abated
And there's no going back to the garden naked
Not too bad so far. Been waiting for an opening there, and eventually when I'm old I'd like to own an antique shop or something. Worked for jews in similar field before, never again, but it's a Christian business. Worst part is no smoke breaks besides lunch
