Poem - We Blows Politely

we
blows
politely

under
the notion
anyone
thinks
up
the luminous
suspicion
somebody
earns
amid
the old
knife
any
watches
following
the old
rumor
these
wins

easily
towards
the retaliation
clearly
the sad
condition
pays
from
the tricky
way
happily
the precious
choir
produces
up
the cold