Nothing's Straight Poem by jodekss gloatkenf

Morny...
Noting these things, is a must for thee
See, to me
Set down this set down
This is another graceful dawn
We are still cos we're all loved
By Love himself
Listen up...
For life shall always be in an askew mode
Reset it always by being bold
Since the first morn, it'd been like that
Yes, the morn, perharps noon
Who knows, perhaps it's at night
Nay, in the morn or in the noon
Cos the twain had to trudge down to
The central square afore the munching down of
What was accursed
Nothing's straight here bloke
Since that mo
The more earth-man move to make it straight
The more, perhaps it signs up for, a newer strait
Life is in its dire days
Heaven is now peeping at, to see who shall be picked
For the fieriest and
the furrious time for that foe is fully at hand...
Yes, this tit-bit isn't a first-hand
Nor would it be the last-hand
Try and understand my stand, friend
Try to be my best friend my fiend!