Entitle Poem by Cynthia Cename

Fountain pen don't fool rewards,
No sucker would receive;
Entertain or orchestrate,
A pause to all revive.

Much was lost on duly time
I tremble and submit
Call a foster nor your lies
A pickle of the cheap.

More to reckon than your wise
Incept and conquer lures
A paradise on your lagoon,
Meet busy days with fuse.

Are we to problematic groom,
A subtlety to coon,
Decide to blow a thornless horn,
Be truffled basely loon.

Correct the styles, infer to pluck
For unity or dues
My reconcile, abbreviate
On blotty fuming draws.

My oust of naturality,
The soon as rattle nouns,
My might would gee the rise and pale,
That amber were your prance.