ABED?!!

unveil the green,

for I 'll be your concubine.

n scorch my spirit,

in the stinging hours of sheen.

fathom my flesh,

n decipher the odds.

for none is nascent,

in this reign of swords.

"5 $s, bitch!,

'ld that be fine?"

I 'm winsome n raw,

generosity says nine.

"dont' you dare feign with me,

inertness, I can smell.

and that, you 've cast away,

is said fine and well."

Thou is veritable, e'nuf said,

substantially, there r reasons, i lay abed.

alien parts enter me, diffuse, that I regret,

but then, y die unfilled, when orifices can earn bread.