Forfend

Today I must preclude the form of rust

To come should I allow erosion

Of my otherwise bountiful spirit 

That loves flowers more than gold

(I don't love gold very much)

Stray pronouns pick up the pace when

I least need that (Where's my hat do you suppose)

Endowments mean holding fast to 

The sinecure not widely known as of yet

You have to vet sources and source code

As a matter of fringe pornography 

Left whole in the inner recesses of 

The ante up room bereft of aunties 

Venerated wholesale and at scale

You wouldn't believe if someone told you