The readiest—is what one had not tried over,—
And when I cared the most, I cared not;
If but a helping hand, a pig in the roast—
Should assimilate me with another hatch,
But in this film, the star of the show is Sam, I am—
What Courtly gestures obtained herself,—
A bride’s gown for hairy goats—
And Poverty of Monarchy a minimal thing—
Everyone is an interior thing, chilled and sufficed—
My imediate reaction was; what the fuck is this? Then I thought, come on fellah, sort it!
No one depose
Who could walk that walk, and ordain—
And Who could add up the figures
Yet that I have made?
There is a great rhyming scheme hidden in here, but it is hidden. From "ordain" onward it works, the earlier content is drivel.
Who could walk that walk would ordain,
And who would add up the figures
Yet that I have made...
I really wanted to change those lines, but they are so beautifully written, well-done. Do not change them.