Drink! Drink! A rowdy crowd sways
The heartfelt sighs of a hard day...

All seems different in our abode
The air boreal, denser...

'Twas in a playground in a school upon a bended...
Adorned with autumn leaves and roots that wring...

Adjure adjure; entreats the scent of a yellow...
alluring a sweet earthy olive fragrance...

A sycamore tree, stands broad and alone upon a...
spring ochre leaves fall upon lush verdure...

How joyous it would be
If I were loved by thee...

Thistle thorns from stems it mourns -
flicker many a tulip head...

If I warbled alike a dove
and fluted - tunes of love...