Tuesday 29 November 2011

Rough Wood


I didn't want to mention,
Though I have some information,
You can't think of refrigeration, 
For you know the situation.

Don't blow the lobe inflation.
You're going to miss the station,
Distracted by congregation,
Yet in need of aviation.

Don't idle on fine vacation,
As you've got a proclamation,
It's not an adaptation,
This drawn-out situation.

An endless dead location,
Make sure of correlation,
They have their expectation.
To soothe a sickly nation.

You know the implication.
So speed up exaltation, 
For we need a celebration,
Of child-like demonstration. 

So hurry up with gumption,
We need your salutation,
Don't open to corruption,
Just do your dissertation!

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