I enjoyed the D4 thread so much I thought I would give it a-go. I might not be as poetic as he, but I shall try.. nonetheless...
"Behold as I grab you with my tangerine twist,
my musky bright sillage will have you sniffing your wrists,
this celebration goes dark as the wooden stakes spring forth,
and the sweetest of sunsets glows bright in the north (struggled for rhyme)"
a.
"Behold as I grab you with my tangerine twist,
my musky bright sillage will have you sniffing your wrists,
this celebration goes dark as the wooden stakes spring forth,
and the sweetest of sunsets glows bright in the north (struggled for rhyme)"
a.





like I said.. awkward rhyme.. I'm not a poet.. I'm a blabbermouth..much different.. 



