Sonnet - 146 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

Ply Second Steward of your Humble Guide
Need be this Mentor as you Scan and Walk
For those On-the-Calls let their Tunes abide
As for those Un-dipped let them Stare and Gawk
For such be our Place to spread this Improve
If for Cut-moon's Wages our Clients must Sate
Though still these Temperatures their Voices approve
Spin our Choices be our Luck and our Fate
Such Gamble our Labours made of Heat and Cold
Though Mind's Best Armour our Growing Skills hone
Twenty Miles extract; Times Thousands behold
Reddening our Pipes when we're Un-alone.
Thanks for your Drop our Weary Forms inspire
Earn our Handled Bells your Kingdom respire.