When he was a Little Kid

ONE DISTANT GRAND-MOTHER from DARLING ENGLAND

came to Visit his Village;

Yet she wasn't EASY-GOING

She came to Teach oneOLD SONG

surprisingly beginning with Line:

"My Blush...

......................what kind of Fleur..."

And every Time GRAND-MOTHER sang such Odd BALLAD

he felt himself as devoid of Consent

sold during of the BROTHEL.

"But GRANDMA!

I'm IRISH.... I don't need to know

what happened before the Birth of

And to Honesty of Ear,

Back in the Past it was considered among Certain Rows of

that

🐍 🐍 was one Intricate Netizen of CITY,

Persona Non-Grata in

abiding by same Street where they both resided in.

Arouses Thyne Toungue

Petal after Blow of Air.

[*pause. semi-interruption]

How Blissful Thou Art!

To come across the Dining Room

And Witness the Youthful Bloom

One Early Blossom of

"

What puzzled the BOY was that

his GRANDMOTHER from Ipswich,

Small Borough of Suffolk

sang such Intervening Verse

only in the Presence of Guests

confounds Thy Daily Rumination

Arouses Thyne Toungue

Petal after Blow of Air.

How Blissful Thou Art!

To come across the Dining Room

And Witness the Youthful Bloom,

One Early Blossom of

.",

Once his Mother murmured those Words

Over-Charged with Inexplicable

Pure Voice in

"... again... trying to Steal my Baby"

"MOM! what are You babbling about?"

"Quite soon You 'll grow up and who knows

Maybe You'll get of Your Lovely Grand-Mother...

Maybe you'll never Understand

but for now... Take all Your belongings and

Make us Favour,

Please shut the Door of Your Room

and Try to fall asleep.

[*short pause ]

....

...................................."

The more the BOY thought about Mesmerizing Reaction of his Mother

The more Questions arose on Origins of such Peculiar Phenomenon

🌠 ✨

while in a Dim of the Background

he heard Another Sound:

"WHAT DO YOU WISH

as Gift from Our

Oooooooh!

I find tis' Little BOY

Pretty Discernin'

for his Age....

Isn't it a SHAME?

dat Thyne BASTARD doesn't cherish any Chances in tis' County,

Mere WAREHOUSE of BROODZ

whether Palpable or not,

Yet You listen to what I say.

First of all,

he also hath the Right

to hear and Night Prom

about My Blush..."

[*creak of Wooden Floor. pause ]

HOW FUCKING PRECISE!

And the BOY locked in his Room

was Terrified by such Absence of any Compassion,

Incoming from Arguing Lips of ARDENT

To his Devoutly CORDIAL IMAGINATION

such Fragment of framed in Flesh

of his GRAND-MOTHER

was almost Impossible to DIGEST

And he discovered the Word as such

🌠 ✨.

"Fantastic!

Oh how he even Sleeps with Attention!

still Bereft of Dinner

Full of Tall Guests, Where

and In the Middle of the Crowd

Someone alluring with Only Intrigue of Evening

Revolving around

Pinky Tone of Cheeks

[*sudden stop of Speech. pause ]

My Dear-Dear Reader,

Sadly at this Moment

BOY fell Asleep

so We'll never be able

to retrieve such SPICY FLAVOUR

of such MYSTERIOUS CONVERSE.

NEVER CHANNELED a MISTER

NEVER CHANNELED I DO ASSURE THOU

NEVER IN MY LIFE.

.....................................

Remindth Thou of one Honourable Sire

Just GENTLY accept the way

how I'm still IRREVERSABLY SHAPE-SHIFTING

from 🐍 🐍 to Sire SNIFF-SNOOKER.

And finally then Just to ORDINARY NEPHEW of the

🐍 🐍

WELCOME to the Entrance's Hall

🎩 🎩

OLD MUSICAL 4 GUESTS,

VAUDEVILLE &

🎟️ TICKETZ ARE ALREADY SOLD 🎫

What else You wanna hear?

Ah?! One Fancy Trace of Noise?

Left on one Tiny Spot

Guess name of such

Ah? ONE CRIMSON STAIN

which smudges FINE PORCELAIN SURFACE of Sauce-Pan.

SO, DO THOU WANT ONE WELSH BARD AND TO SHUT UP?

OR DO THOU WISH ME TO KONTIN'EW?!

My Blush...

.............................what kind of Fleur

which mazes Thou most?

By any Frail'd Means of Miniature Passion

sow'd Feeble Distrust,

Confiding Subject of the Lover

Oh! Let one Re-Assure with Brief Question of Ripe Spring

Oh Honourable Sire!

How much can Thou afford of Lushy Refreshal

and to Purchase My Suppler Arse?

By Point of one Bluff?

Too Soothing Comfort of NIGHT-SPIN?

LADIES & GENTLEMEN,

Please Welcome. Please Welcome

🐍 🐍 at Thy Disposal.

According to the Chain of Narration,

passed and to ONE PROTESTANT GRAND-MOTHER

Let one Remind of Cause.

Long Times Ago

There were

Few JUDGES of OLD BOROUGH

who

struggled to Explain

how Nearby the Market

ONE SEEMINGLY BENEVOLENT LAD

learned Lesson of one MAID

And how to BEND BACKWARDS,

while Catering

Nearby the SQUARE PLAZA of OLD WOODEN BROTHEL.

Yes, it's Long Story

NOT FOR THY KIDZ.

People called him WELSH BARD

but I cast some doubts that he was Accidentally One.

During Judiciary Examination

Quite Shocking to the CITY LONDON

That Poor Lad who served

in front of FEW JUDGES

was Put into Defendant Position

and to Express the Primary Reason of his Choice

towards such JOB,

Requiring THE LIPSTICK,

Demanding one DRESS.

In times of STURDY POVERTY in DARLING ENGLAND

Who knowth

Cat-Calling had been Prohibited JEST.

And LAD of Probably Fifteen ~ Sixteen Years Old

Through Cautious Attempt

NOT TO VIOLATE THE LAW in KINGDOM

of PROTESTANT CUSTOMS

According to his Use of Words

INVENTED ENTIRE ACADEMY of SERVICE

but WHORE

TENDER-er of MALE TISSUE.

And PROUD MERCHANT CITY of LONDON

In Response to Issue,

SIDEWISE of THAMES

couldn't call him ENGLISH-MAN.

"For in Our Fare Realm

Only WELSH BARD engageth in such SHADY BUSINESS",

Official Verdict trumpeted to Ears of Streets.

well as far as PROTESTANT GRAND-MOTHER once used to recall:

"SO, DO THOU WANT ONE WELSH BARD AND TO SHUT UP?

OR DO THOU WISH ME TO KONTIN'EW?

My Blush...

.............................what kind of Fleur

which mazeth Thou most

By any Frail'd Means of Miniature Passion

sow'est Feeble Distrust,

Confiding Subject of the Lover

Oh! Let one Re-Assure with Brief Question of Ripe Spring

Oh Honourable Sire!

How much can Thou afford of Lushy Refreshal

and to Purchase My Suppler Arse?

By Point of one Bluff?

Too Soothing Comfort of NIGHT-SPIN?

LADIES & GENTLEMEN,

Please Welcome. Please Welcome

🐍 Sire Snake-Skins 🐍 at Thy Disposal.

confoundth Thy Daily Rumination

Arouseth Thyne Toungue

Petal after Blow of Air from of Thyne Mouth?

[ *pause. semi-interruption ]

How Blissful Thou Art!

To come across the Dining Room

And Witness the Youthful Bloom,

One Early Blossom of

My Blush...

.............................what kind of Fleur

which mazes Thou most

By any Frail'd Means of Miniature Passion

sow'd Feeble Distrust,

Confiding Subject of the Lover

Oh Honourable Sire!

How much can Thou afford of Lushy Refreshal

and to Purchase My Suppler Arse?

By Point of one Bluff?

To Soothing Comfort of NIGHT-SPIN?

Oh Honourable Sire!

How much can Thou afford of Lushy Refreshal

and to Purchase My Suppler Arse?

By Point of one Bluff?

Too Soothing Comfort of NIGHT-SPIN?