Ryhming Poem by Timothy Long

i see ryhming with perfect timing,
my parents are here and there,
quite the pair,
perfectly sound mind and soul,
there linked to the pole of the troll,
if im going to be bound,
let it be in the ground after i pass away,
until then im here to stay and say,
play you must for its well and we can all swell,
if you walk by on the street dont repeat,
ill sing while alone as its shown,
artemis and diana can smile from the moon that is maroon,
prone to disease and madness edgar deeply explored,
while saying nevermore,
if they dare implore with them i shall explore,
posiden and neptune ripple the seas,
while zeus in thundering seethes,
with hades in his fiery depths roaring,
to the air apollo soaring,
fortune or faith... is everything safe?
in the heavens abound you can hear lightning sound,
in the spell of adam and eve who were quite niave i believe,
is it to be in me to see the truth in a booth,
and hopefully not lose a tooth,
i try to find what cannot bind,
the lock is finally broken,
as sock is opened with a token,
thats quite soken.