Short epic lineation fall for Sir A-One on his birthday by Jodekss Gloatkenf

🅑🅘🅡🅣🅗🅓🅐🅨 light-short epic poesy for ‌🇸‌🇮‌🇷　‌🇦-‌🇴‌🇳‌🇪 2018 [R͟e͟l͟o͟a͟d͟e͟d͟] for 2019's

Sir A-One on your LEFT and the author on your RIGHT. 

Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. Oʜ, ʏᴀʏ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ɴᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ!

Read a dearest lineation by the same author

His birth brought the being of a wondrous ray 

of the sun on this blessed blissful day

The worth of the cloud were cooling and creamily glowing 

With the breeze of the breeze breezing, swooshing singing

singing haply on high in their tonal codes echoing through

The four pillars bolstering the plane of this planet's course

All ears heard of the news of his birth like the birth of Jesus

The Andrew through whose light lives shall first

In whose credible prize no monies could host

Yay! The Cherubs in paradise pray preying to fill into your space

For your ways are glorious and crystal like the rare diamond

from far places past the ken of men in the planes of the almond

Plant which emits living breath unto goodness of any race

Oh! Goodnews you're good and another good news is you're humble:

So mellow like the ways brook look calm to the face it flows without a babble

And the ways chameleon in its glorious fame walks with ease

But yet unique and so you as well unto a lion

In whose gentle looks lie the craziness of a devouring aeon

As your calmly looks cannot be contemned for granted lest your fangs fly tearing stones so

So you are the best of your kind and thy birth is unto a king

With tons of minions at nurture through your creative know-hows being

And aye shall I forget how supportive and believing you be?

Shall I not speak of your astounding innovative intellect nay?

Shall I not loud lauding (of) your practices to see the goodness in your fellows?

Shall I not sing of your kindness when you tip the needy cows?

Shall I not lament of how they try and always mock you?

Shall I not condemn when they wanted to defile you?

Shall I not rebuke life for not giving us the two of you?

Shall I not plead God to keep your aura high and your morale high?

As the stars in the skies to be today would party for you tonight

As the sun would shine on high golden for you at noon

For the morn as being clear and desiring unto humanity today yet

As the Father of the spirit of mankind enlarged your fountain so

As the mother heart be at a felicity as it is your day

I as well have come in my humble and gay gown to wish you brotherly

With wishes of hale health and hearty heart

Much more monies and longer life to expend 'em

Far far distances to your feet to places of dreams

And stages ye have resigned in your thoughts as seem's

And I say, happy birthday, rejoice in His mercies till He comes.

Nov/22/2018

Pour pure poo nonsense lines poking sense papa Pengician is person pouring please peace pooh 

Fathering ducks mothering men's and women's wasteful lifestyle like a mighty murderer

The Mister sarcasm and an enthusiast and founder of a correction center for licking tits

Tits whose teething problems be always not lying with the teeth though as money is the pill

Oh, little poor souls have suffered fine for good through his acrid words; 

well that's crude 

and good, 

it's what we should, 

tell the truth

Let's be brute

Call a tit a tit

A cock a cock

Naught souls 

wasteful souls

Drunk on Guinness

Useless business 

Hey jare, so sorry 

For the diversion

It is so that thy attention

Could be caressed on curry 

Telling the things he does

Why he does the do a boss

Complicatedly simply like a

Cassowary pampering baby tray 

Or a day light lighting nunnery

For life, straightness being rickety

Is our time for

Things new now gore

Now now noon

Noon now none

None now dawn... 

Hence his birth bear earnest and blunt, swift like a pleased piercing thunder

Warri warrior who's with the headset bearing the jaw set and cheek set wearing bearded set

A wonderful nature bending lows and highs to make meet his dreamt dreams doing do's and don'ts 

not minding the critique no, nah, nay nor buts 

Yay, thy dear birth be the redemption 

lost souls need but they don't know they don't know

Thus you shine thy light yet their badmouth caption

With wit n' with contempt like 'em blackish crow

You shall ace telling things as you fit feel

Your calling cools, wide n' wild natural doing your things 

Be better for the heaven above now as thee reel

this roll and may ye make it big soon sipping with kinky kings! 

©Jodekss Nov/22/2019

Much love to this bro! And happy birthday to him again...        (っ´▽`)っ ♥...