Mahogany Dissonance

Sun kissed the forearms of lustrous lumberjacks
Streaming the residue of tingly perspire
Blaring and blazing heat is no exception
I pedal destroying the wretched tyre
 
Dog days alas, true as a rose is red
Patchworks embody the soaring daylight
Surrender, she must, or so I beg
Victors are foreign in such a brute fight
 
Throbbing thy ear, my very own treasure
One cannot tread on the lurking sea
Calm, dear mistress, loosen the lace
How would you fancy a cup of warm tea?
 
How dishonourable! Tea is but bitter
Forgive me, kind mistress, for the dreadful nuisance
But calm dear mistress, loosen the lace
One cannot combat mahogany dissonance

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