Preachy? Poem by Dog goD 8Hate

People suggest... ME... ' preachy? '
at times - other days - barbarous babbling-s
plod skewed zones, it's that perishable conceit that i
CAN do, too... and... coinciding that/a shifted-eye

Those, different days, days without (allocation) aptitude,
or that presumed... without the so-called redemption
and/or, the more instructional mien of they... pious men?

On those removed days? Let the world save itself!
Besides, those otherworldly, more salient spots
are given... not the astute rantings of
mere Morpheus-addicts... like me.

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