crimson clouds scattered the red rumpled matter

Preposterous ponderings of postulating porpoises perusing the internet and kicking at the sky

Along came a spider and sat down beside her and shes an insider and nobody died

but then the kings horses and some of his men didnt even bother to get trumpets and gin

so the party was a failure and no one availed her as lady liberty cradled civility and cried

but all of these ramblings and rumblings up ramparts really deceive the receivers realized

that all of her one pence and two cents and incense, that all of the money she covets is lies