geminids hot approach forgotten silver splinters

i know neither poem nor song
i ne'er been rollyskating drunk
i'm unable to change my soil 
          but i can push'em buttons

i warn't in paris that fall
isolde my care fer dogfood
i graft my priest an ounce of troof;
         He said my bags were verboten ;

I'm incapable of gluttony
                        tho i cain't even spit,
i never meant to but i had to  
            (rain against the sky: vitamin X)

            I know neither poem nor song
            i know either dance And verse
i refuse to coach your hearse
spew reverse       less fantastic curse

             *coda*

(little things grew  into big things clothing,
eventually the naked came crawling
thru the crowd.  )
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Tristan and Iseult is a tale made popular during the 12th century through Anglo-Norman literature, inspired by Celtic legend, particularly the stories of Deirdre and Naoise and Diarmuid Ua Duibhne and Gráinne. It has become an influential romance and tragedy, retold in numerous sources with many variations. The tragic story is of the adulterous love between the Cornish knight Tristan (Tristram) and the Irish princess Iseult (Isolde, Yseult, etc.).