Be Grand Poem by Cynthia Cename

Lace and flower glee
Such as fascinating gray
Eap on the mountain free
Well, what those have will may

Drool amongst the cool
Not necessarily the sharks:
Fist of real smiles
After were legal heights.

Greatness starts with a pick
Shaying a mere ampere
Sounds of a hopeful camp
Over astonishing fare.

Playing with tacks and hounds,
Feisty as all commands
Onset agile the most
Sincere and friendly grands

Hill, soars and fireflies
Not a seek were just the beak
Rulers due all their rights
Win was a duty-like.