With steps aligned to fate and invention-born deities, The unseen ink let flows through ponderous pens. Yet, behold these artifacts, young dream hitter, Visibly there, invisibly near.
Just another park bench inventor, She serenely contemplates on corrugated brilliance. In her hands, the future molded: Lovely future, with molasses taste.
The committee lays benches, awards painted Bougainvilleas, Flamboyant plastic trophies for zephyr nostrils, invisible yet persistent. Renaissance or Painted Destruction? Today’s mind puzzle doth ponder.
Technology tips, trials of Ketchup World Domination, The odes to domination sang by unitask cheese graters. Absurdities titled manual somehow unshiftable.
Invisible ideas, visible like frost under a sun, Only these clumsy veils full of value make fortune headlines.