Strambalastized (and) Contentious Bonery

 
 
bring forth the brittle, ill'fitting
           skin that once graced
      this old'broke
                                 skele'tone.
 
Listen, hear, the music tapped on
             the ribbings,
the hollow'conk on the bone-dome,
               thwacked upon
             with  pair'd  femur-stix /
 
A melodic percussage indeed /
 
Came from way-way out there,
       just to be  (way'way) in here,
playing these bedamned, hungry bones,
 and picking  pockets for (your)
      (in)CredlibleCards and glowing
               stones,
              simultaneously,
             at the same time.
 
When nothing else matters, y'll be glad
  we did (it) to disburden thee'o'the
                hyper'burdens,
    that spill over (thy) everything,
 floating you house down'down d'river,
           [to wherever houses float unto).
 
Nothing to be ashamed of. These things
       occur many times a day, and is
       no reflexion upon the latest
           stimulus check, flyin' it's
               way to your inbox,
                 (as oft it is said),
                   as we speak.
 
 
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