Lab Test Poem by Muser Evidence

My clothes socked with dreams
Like a rat that fell into apool
And the eyes eager as sponge
Luring and lurking in the stolen urge of the night

Gongoooo! ! !
A while after denuding the crown of a baobab
Drinking the twenty five jars held in it's silent chest
Greatly, with romances of the dregs,
At last the pots felt empty as heartbroken lad

Gonogoooo! ! !
A lullaby, entrusted in the severe hands of tragedy
In the dusk, a line of time, betwixt the grasshopper
And a lamped hunter,
Ann bounced on hacked bed
Belched and purged thrice my swimming thoughts
O noo! We transfired and misfired

She drew a hygienic composure echoing
O! Son of a town crier
There you're, have you finished crying in the streets
Of the elders? ...eating the cupped cake
Of endless dwellers. Huh...? It's a lab test.

A glint of thunder lights traveled down
And flashed living memories on the mucus
Gathering at my nose as hefty cloud peeping to gouge the sun.
And like the voice of a Nightingale rose.

O! Miiiuuuuser! You brandished YOUR beast,
...Indeed I did
And the bedspread a consoler of the complacency.
Insatiably alignment had been lost decades;
But the sweet breeze in your oblongata
Adulated you, casting oblivious glances on no headlights you're riding.
Yaa I guess a headlight makes the road tasteless.
I chose to ride dark lorry

Gongooooo! ! !
Nurse...in fine compartment...O! Son of a town crier.
Echoes....what night is this?
A blissful night for you Muser.
Your deer has become double, a month old.
Anxiety unshelled dragon tears rolling down
Like adulterated dams...
Dreams swollen in time and tide,
You must feed them well, like a carrion voice it came
In the house, the air whispers hungry dejection
And handsome happiness..
I have not told mom! ! ! !