[Opinions] Re: Jerrica for a girl. Thoughts?
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The tale I spin with gold magniloquence
Of parallel stories in poetic synthesis
Unveils it’s lesson to all its witnesses
…
Torn from the mass of blankets, the warm chrysalis
Your body aching with groggy dissidence
Wondering of this action’s impetus
Step-step-creeeaak
Into the biting air and the realm of Silvanus
The stupid forest god and nature’s viciousness
And the trees with paused photosynthesis
Step-step-CRACK!
Cursing the lake and your lack of vigilance
And your stinging ankles and nature’s fickleness
And the ice and mudbugs, beings limiculous
Slosh-slosh-brrrrrrrrrrrr!
Must you take a walk so periculous
Through a forest so cold and deciduous
Now your stomach feels wormy, vermiculous
Step-step-sigh
Sludging, lugging your clunky instruments
Your arms grow heavy and somniculous
And your outlook gloomy and caliginous
step-step-ahhhhhh…
Now for your first day in all its vividness
At the high school of St. Nicholas
In its location so ridiculous
step-step-BEEP
You try to block the raging diffidence
with the stoic intensity of Epictetus
As the door unlocks with a cliquetis
Step-step-shweep
A hallway of faces shimmering with viridis
and empty of memories; so you begin to reminisce,
Moving through these new energies, of a school unlike this
Step-step-WOAH
You slip, now cursing your lack of diligence
And the staring eyes and these times of sufferance
But of your future you lack sibilance
Step-step-hmm
You are blinded by your doubts solicitous
You know leaves burst from buds, in trees deciduous
As air grows warm, now make the inference
Step-step-tick
What of the warmth caused by events contiguous
Where a friendly face amongst the group indigenous
Leaves its glowing impression amongst its witnesses
step-step-step
Seasons change in the forest, you Dumniculus
If you bring the heat of your personality, you know, solis?
After lonely crowds or slogs through elements
step-step-step
Cold air and piercing stares turn to what you miss
The blooming forests, and friendships, see their equivalence?
But one winter could be eternal, with a spring you make or miss
Of parallel stories in poetic synthesis
Unveils it’s lesson to all its witnesses
…
Torn from the mass of blankets, the warm chrysalis
Your body aching with groggy dissidence
Wondering of this action’s impetus
Step-step-creeeaak
Into the biting air and the realm of Silvanus
The stupid forest god and nature’s viciousness
And the trees with paused photosynthesis
Step-step-CRACK!
Cursing the lake and your lack of vigilance
And your stinging ankles and nature’s fickleness
And the ice and mudbugs, beings limiculous
Slosh-slosh-brrrrrrrrrrrr!
Must you take a walk so periculous
Through a forest so cold and deciduous
Now your stomach feels wormy, vermiculous
Step-step-sigh
Sludging, lugging your clunky instruments
Your arms grow heavy and somniculous
And your outlook gloomy and caliginous
step-step-ahhhhhh…
Now for your first day in all its vividness
At the high school of St. Nicholas
In its location so ridiculous
step-step-BEEP
You try to block the raging diffidence
with the stoic intensity of Epictetus
As the door unlocks with a cliquetis
Step-step-shweep
A hallway of faces shimmering with viridis
and empty of memories; so you begin to reminisce,
Moving through these new energies, of a school unlike this
Step-step-WOAH
You slip, now cursing your lack of diligence
And the staring eyes and these times of sufferance
But of your future you lack sibilance
Step-step-hmm
You are blinded by your doubts solicitous
You know leaves burst from buds, in trees deciduous
As air grows warm, now make the inference
Step-step-tick
What of the warmth caused by events contiguous
Where a friendly face amongst the group indigenous
Leaves its glowing impression amongst its witnesses
step-step-step
Seasons change in the forest, you Dumniculus
If you bring the heat of your personality, you know, solis?
After lonely crowds or slogs through elements
step-step-step
Cold air and piercing stares turn to what you miss
The blooming forests, and friendships, see their equivalence?
But one winter could be eternal, with a spring you make or miss