Tis Made From Agree Poem by Bullion Grey

Tis made from agree, in where he was this night,
presented for to see, in a burning of light.

Pondering not to play, as were unserious thought,
but brought about today, an important message caught.

Yet lowly though it seem, only of ink of pen & paper,
a sizing of a dream, capture of a strange & curious nature.

The time he must partake, as if a loving duty,
for his and all man's sake, to inspect a truth or beauty.

And if your eye can survey, most truely perceive,
then you shall surely say, tis made from agree.