For the Gorgeous and Delicious, I ask:

Dine at a Dunkin Donuts

The To Order Mr. Peanuts

“Time to make the Donuts”

screeching tires, no desires

And to seek what slinks higher

Crammed Palms... hand-stand

Ford Mustang, southern twang

Speaking fluently—in ebonics

To me! Whitey of French Royalty

“Jeffrey Marquis” oh please, SEE

Dollars rusty beggar, kneeling,

Them needs “The Narcotics”

Whisked Winter—and Dead Cold

Homeless and Old, seeking this:

“A crack stone! now let me be alone!’’

Values trying tight Triangles—of Obtuse angles—me introducing me, enticing the masses with enamored glee—I thank thee all of you and who wish me supreme, stringy sunbeam ripe is the harvest, said supreme? But what did I mean??? (read on)

You know what I mean so as to Dance in Space with “The Creator” being The Almighty, God’s Gift, God’s hand, “The whole world in His hands”, seeking a righteous touch, yeah God’s “Universe”—this I know very much about the straight path and ne’er shifting or drifting, staying with promises solemn, some of them—so “Stay With Me” single and white (credentials) and me a MALE—yeah I am going to bring ye buoyant GIFTing

PRECIOUS DENTAL = Presidentials = Seen for yourself!