The Server.

The Server.

Imperceptive fruits on thy plate ,astonishing disillusioned appetite fell,

unthreatened smuggish solipsistic menu served unacceptable pleasures of lies,

thy aesthetic indiscriminate taste forth,simultaneously suspiciously cherished wallet missing hence,

equilibrium shall be restore with a gentleman's consequence smack reigns,

on thous O' so befallen face, a justice shower,

thy sever seen your likes patronized before, and shall see them many a times fold,

thou with transparence airs, thous wits and courage so effulgently bold,

to eat partake without thy funds on thy immediate self,'tis a hollow quench,

thy server dissatisfaction voice points ,future carcass dost thy pay,to a weeping aray,

convulsively knowing thy make was made,considerable struggles amid thy cries,

arguments hammer in thee infinite condemning atmosphere,immense thee wrath of reproaching fire,

thou shall feel thy full weight of thy zodiacal centrifugal power inflamed,

thy server, thy might, thy are one, in thy watchful vicinity of speaking barren woe,

barometer of thy ballast ways measures atop,,moderation isn't a degree unequalled convictions rage,

O' ruffled soul, breathing discrepancy of dues,

thy server shall serve thou a special spontaneous treat on 'tis a O' so special of a day,

thy treat I speak,thee name it bears, 'tis be a burning hemisphere of fulgent volcanic diminutive ash,

with thous arse on thy approaching self evident of tormenting disdaining midst,

next time bring thy coin and know thee price,

before thy orders from (The Server),

thou may not be able to sly!

Steve.D.Hammond.

Done