Date: 9/10/2011

My Hackles Rise

My hackles rise.The worrisome devil makes a horrible showOf our winsome nobles.The saddled ables addle and ambleAnd our nobles are strangledIn the devil's taunting shackles.The devil chuckles;The nobles struggle;The saddled ables gamble in bundles.Oh! My hackles rise.Daylight coup!Sanctimony is on the throne:The ancestral throne of sanctity.Savants genuflect, and baskIn the stinking warmth of the servants of shame.Your hackles rise?Hey! The salvaged...He is savaging the dayLike a rampaging hailWould plague the stray.Our hackles...This friend is a fiend indeed.He is feigning from end to end.Excuse me sir,Does 'sister' mean sinister?Is the police an accomplice?


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