Stonefish for lunch, cold treat for brunch
I'll run and munch, then burn and scrunch.
Placid genres of fame engulfing darts and flannels.
Arid chores of shame and puffy hearts on panels.
Flaccid pores on days the pudgy chats slashed channels.
Marriage clause unnamed the orgy's jazzed in annales.
Chances in the mandate, dances on the fandate.
Masses in a rampage, casting on a fanpage.
Tell me my comrade, why do humans fear ?
In "fear me my comrade" lies the human care.
Follow my steps, lean on my shadows!
Borrow my lenses,feed on my marrow!
