These..

 

Don't ask them, these knows, and are against you

These biddeds against you didnt' they

Sloth! sloth!

you do know that don't you ?

we'll outrun them and outchase them

outpace them through outmanuver them

No one but us will be settled in between and above, and beyond, left and right,

diagonal and trapazoidery, and underneath and below, behind and front(ier)!

Poems! poems!

Poetry will settle

these golds all be ours

and the rest of the world.. that lost..

will be set... to ruins.. and prison-like-ments (..)

They did not wander nor questioned sufficiently, neither enough, nor seldomly nor deligeantly

and for that, cause of that, they be punished, cruelly, and they be send to jails, parks, parklands types of some sorts.. yes yes that'd make it, and make them good, they deserve it, and for that, these obtain the final endings that is.. true(ishly)