Indeed, I am putting my best
When I thought I have seen it all
When I feel I have known it all
You probably have no skull
To input my devices with yours and process
The intrinsic nature leads to
The flamboyant inner rude thinking
It is the work of my doing
But I do hear a sage in the past
Which flows directly some times in me
That little would I know the beauty of Others
Until I taste the unending sweetness of its part
The part constituted in the whole
Might not have burst into muse
If not for the examination of the ranker
Who initially has seen that
Which I just meet Isn't it better I heed?
Or simply embrace the fashion of
Satire that births in perfection yet instill
In the spirit of peculiarity and
Cross examination, but alas!
Wide up the gap of obstruction and mingle
With the payment of high esteem.