Chamfron Bound Under Mule Token

demure demure, mer-ordure,
love's slaves are in the pull
pit again, are in the pulp, it's
a gain, where the naga langues
into the breach, where the itch
has hatched its leach, the der,
more demure, now that

HURRANGUE!

is in reach, the mere odor of the
cleat, the teal light which clings to
the heel where the eel has taken
wing through the murder and the
fang it sang such blood as a wimple
walls up in the aerie mordue,
a mordant roaming alert:

ALL ART!
ALL EARTH!
ALL MIRTH!
ALL HEARTH!
ALL HISS!
ALL PISS!
ALAS!

say sem sala Apollinodia.
say this ‘skulecite’ or ringed body
can be readily isolated in Askobolus furfuraceus.
say the vermiform carpogonium

must run hither, demure unto the demurrant,
strabyssmusth on the virdont gurrrrend,
behold the demiceint

the gorgon of the pelvic
top-coats