divestichirp

Love short'nin' telomeres

Pieced out through the years

Pierced out through the ears

Hissing of summer yawns

I would think so I would know so

Commodity brains hive mine skeet shoo

Report now with report

I pity the boule

Let me pose a question: is this poem all you want it to be? Options for improvement may be limited, as this poem is already a fixed entity, preordained, pregoverned, predisposed, coo', divestichirp.