(AppreCJn, 0.06: Gowiththefloat)
        
        tho' i'm no christy jules. A jubilant seizure frees me from mould disorder. 
        Bobbed on sandals down the progester rhine
                    oestro thames,
        revering the float. Streamsta slo-wh, asifta
        publicise plinths of plainstuff as wishywashy as libdems,
        plain as plainclothes and plimsolls, a platitude
        or a pikestaff, plausibly as plain as baldface of fibdems 
                    or the dribbly clearcole
                            o' clap   
    
        - not when You applaud sibyls, when docs are prorogued; 
                    was Upon where riverbloatlice 
        poofilly built sylvan shrines ta the shivers. Went with the flow 
                    became remote
        as beardmore glacier
                or kong oscar fjord. So flow 
        by past, Past! Fast as the present, so i can soonerthannow
                loaflord lice in Her moat,
        minstrel in Her mineral, swallow our distance, Her moateater! 
                And if my chiefdefence 
        is a culdesac witherspa, smerge submudge me in a luvqwid loch 
                nothru'd like an alleyway alpey way.