Independent Knowledge Poem by Pierre Rausch

Beyond control, unless she were
Showing in the banal meanwhile
Rather as if he had taken
It is very pretty then
We are lying somewhere in the field
Would have to start
She was currently training
Belladonna right away
Published by this villa
Handed out at the door
A faithful traveler
A bandit sense
She met him with
Host of advantage
A brick in stone
Keep the dungeon keeper
Of luxury all her days
Of dogs and biscuits
The edge of the open wound
Involve rogue cramps
We will come at once
This idea would be
Cut-up orange revelations
Cheerful on degree
Coy core sounds so deep
In expectation becoming tranquil