Listen As You Glistened The Bad Show! Poem by Gil Gregorio

Chatting amid the way off the line,
in a round table huckled by wild vine;
searhing eyes tumbled a glassy glance,
as it willfully shout around in wine.
As I listened to the crafting lynch
of wild words and pinches in defense;
the chatter awkwardly taken aback
to the bank of wild laughters rack!
And the sounds around have grown big
as near to clatter the bounded leg;
the laughter have launched a gig,
and whittled down a blank hunch peg.
In anyway, the sounds boom like a saw
cutting the edges of a crippled blow;
benched the crunching nut in tow
now blown like a wind in the windy hue!
Ah, this hunky punky show moved me
as I settled in a racking chair slowly;
The wind in a blower hurled a wild blow
as I weirdfully glance the bad show!