Some rhymes came deftly a-through our a-fingers today
Couldn't quip 'em easy a-but we've re'ranged these lays
Scarcity: time; we rue it - hard to compile
Un-done an' we pine; if slow bits, we'll duet awhile
Stress and words aligned up are toe-in to sublime

We'll sell you write now:
Any ditty we’ve took and a-maybe all sappy re-lined
Super’pose a great pattern but fraught with nothin’ agreed
A pen-mate’s quite a hurdle when sty-les divergent will be
Askew: adjust bits there syncing on our melded tomes yes
And how a refrain goes we’re dukin’; two ears we can’t own
For the game’s to find us the ultimate punchline!

We gel the words now
Many shtick we are cook-in’ up baby, yet, some left behind
Every word is jostlin’ a-pressed to fill a bit between
Any lyric retool and frequent: do somewhat obscene
Make good on a speech-ly roulette imbued with mentors’ zen
To flow, a reach, we’re babbling: a bit clever wends
Then to make those rhymes up endeavour do we twain

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Some lyrics get canned, as blowing - syl’s are mis-aligned
Pauses in wrong line in the O.S. are unkind
I'll spell good I vow
Make it slick, make it look good, baby, then off, it is signed

Stupid lines between rad ones have got a place in this scene
We can make like that Turtle and strive for internal verse-mein, yeah!
Review-view-view what was writ there – if stinking - well away, it’s thrown
Pout till the pain goes, then you can a-try to atone
When it’s misaligned must be ever redesigned
We pick out the bland and slowly chaff gets redefined
‘Cus we are inclined: do more clever paradigm

We’ll click and then send
All fecundly penned, then droll-ly grow our little rhymes
Flow our little rhymes