A Stalwart Choosing: Re-Use Design

Our ideas are always true and correct, but maintain a middle-of-the-road voice - a poem.

Don’t delay headaches, just follow the code;
Society’s chief is in sick, terror mode -
Believe people bring it - the neat, perfect load.
All shall believe it - we’re kissing the toad…

Competent handling’s a superbness, a need -
Trump and the socialists both planting the seed;
All of us having those moments to bleed;
Another absorbent and long stringing bead!

Running so low, like the teeth in our mouth;
Life goes on normally, north, and then, south…
Truth may expire - might seem they allow-eth;
But demand will supply - is the lawn that we mow-eth!

Save up those pennies, with pockets less prime;
Later’s for sure, but right now’s not the time -
The age for those souls is preceded by grime -
A qualified cure questions when, if we climb…

Crying with dignity, and dreams that we croak…
Never be bad, but there’s reason to choke -
Re-do each effort, the ladder just spoke.
Govern with plastic, since glass is a joke…