In Which I Am Goaded Into Elagaics
Our vorpal swords will go to rust
As we like all flesh turn to dust
But Excelsior! our spirits rise
Into the vast ethereal skies.
https://www.deviantart.com/chaosfive-55
Response-
No need to fear return to dust,
As the motto states, In God We Trust.
Life is both stern yet Rabelaisian,
It hones our souls in preparation
For that time when we end our days
And move into a higher phase.
Each journey through each open portal
Doth teach us how to be immortal.
This twisted, uphill path we trod
Is just to make us fit for God.
Therefore-
Forget the words, both prose and rhyming
Put down that pen and start a'climbing!
Classic Folie à deux.
Jacob's Dream, header picture, by William Blake, 1805.
Damn, we're good!!! But you get the lion's share of praise, not least for rhyming preparation with Rabelaisian!!
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