NoThing Worth Doing Is Best Over Done

 



blessing   ( in )     bloods     from
in
 ti
   mate     places,           pouring forth
                                as    would   holywaters,
                                                      (bless'ed be
                                             o    bless'ed me ! )
                               the  real hunger  never
                        gets serious,
              until the
      damn'thing
is essentially expired, terminated, over&done wit, (as in) dead.


Eye'll never get much further than I've already managed to have gone or went, but
      perhaps that's a rather raw assumption, a stale spectacle, an eroded point,
            or somesuch Other elite expectation.

And as such it is, is mostlike as it will stay, until TransFormation Day



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