Fresh

Freshness is infinite within the lyric

It's infamous and intimate to critics

Since the given is legitimate

Hence, no hypocrite will be interested

In the sentences that are visited

 

The one decision I kept in vision, listen

Was the time of ignition of the description given

The Egyptian scripts are distinct in stitching, their intricate

The depiction of their rhythm glistens and admits the infinite

Since it is linked to an extinct system of intimate thinking

That is a system of links that wink to the interested

The given theorem is a hidden mission; it's ticketed

A billion driven Christians play a part in the submission

The fiction that starts within the heart admits a spark

It restarts with every other bar in the dark

The art is in the cards that are dealt

They provide health and plenty of wealth

If the bar is held with the welded limits, tempted credit

The timid bits will become widgets, desperate debits

The scrum for the tickets has begun

In minutes, the biscuits will be done, the circuits won

And the digits that build up the exhibits permit ones

It's full of liquid that prohibits the sentence coherence

As the method merits the effort, the distance record

The tenets of the inherited expertise towards visions

They tease the thesis of the men from Thebes

See, Jesus has a weakness for Reese's Pieces

Any genius with at least one question

It's suggested that they remain speechless

Since the connections were protested

and were tested for readiness in the lesson

The engine of the rhyming session is fresh

 

Freshness is infinite within the lyric

It's infamous and intimate to critics

Since the given is legitimate

Hence, no hypocrite will be interested

In the sentences that are visited