Ailing dark, caressing wound,
complete power known to be.
How can such death not bring sorrow,
but Glee?-
I cannot, yet I strive, to cut this Cancer from me.

Oh fatal ending, forever pain,
Slowly killing me.
Yes you grow, you are chronic.
How could one speak' such is free?

It is elemental paradise,
Chaotic sickness,
Reminds me of a periodic K.
The letter is deceiving
and as weak as is May.
It is potassium enhanced diamond,
beauty in which to slay.
Important ever' mineral to eat.
Without it one's heart will reach disarray.

My enhanced duality, Twins born in May.
Could never overpower with numbers' dismay.
Cancer destroying, these siblings you gift.
You intrigued them, they focused,
In which their mortality you did lift.

Ailing dark, caressing wound,
complete power known to be.
How can such death not bring sorrow,
but Glee?-
I cannot, yet I strive, to cut this Cancer from me.

Aye there are forever two, distraught by your one.
The Shields and the Swords are blades of not fun.
Weapons of these Two, quickly had done,
To slow down and to stoop,
but the battle you had won.

Ailing dark, caressing wound,
complete power known to be.
How can such death not bring sorrow,
but Glee?-
I cannot, yet I strive, to cut this Cancer from me.

This family from the womb of Spiritual Spring,
Fight together, headstrong but never curing holistically.
You're too strong, and they know:
as these two die, so shall three.
Oh cruel July' the Dictactor,
brings gentle May to their knees.

As they fall, they will smirk,
the spring spirit Twins.
As the Lunar leader is confused,
So shall the mercy begin.

Hastily end the suffering duet,
decapitate the clever all that they know.
Severing two heads'
with a singular, yet violent blow!
"Swiftly my leader.." the Twins ask upon thee.
Don't confuse the clever twins that you see.

If that encrusted and embodied,
potassium jewel for a blade,
is chosen and donned,
struck with force, not delayed.

Then July, you will win,
at last triumph shall be yours!
To your kingdoms weary subjects:
"hang our' heads at the castle doors."
As a warning for Spring and any other climatic foe,
You are strong,
They are weak,
but all new incomers will know!

Forever young-hearted, this set,
defeat we forgo.
Buried in desert sands,
Desolate lands material shrouding snow.

If you wait but a second to cut
the dual sign that they be,
Outthink you they shall,
gaining advantage on thee.

They are too smart, completely clever,
and witty for days.
Children of May's spring.
The fog comforts their mind never with haze.

Escape is now evident,
you cannot fathom this cunning team.
Your emotion they' just used,
to plan and to scheme.

Elemental owner of their souls.
Your imprisonment within weary woeful chains.
They executed noble, yet innocent goals.
Spring May's cleansing youthful rains.

July shall now never truly feel:
The fluid, yet streaming liquid,
Seamlessly falling now from night's sky.
Releasing all tempered binding shackles,
retreating from the Moon,
as the Two begin to fly.

They thought you had won
but this team cannot truly lose.
Defeating all that challenge,
within the challenges they choose.
Your intuition is not enough.
Dreary emotions won't do.
"We Both prefer facts,
your feelings are just our statistical cues!'

Undefeated we are together,
because again shall it be.
We will wonder on a whim
paying no toll that is free.

All creation surely loves
our lighthearted interaction.
Only you July are a foe which,
we seek no intelligent reaction.

In the shadow of your Moon,
We wait for the day to bring Our' sun.
Within the records tis' we keep:
"let it be known we have always won!"

It's not over, we merely escaped to not mention
or talk of the battle with July's Cancer-ous Crab from the sea.
Swim away punishing July!
We won't forget your judgement of sulk,
constantly metastasizing within me.

Ailing dark, caressing wound,
complete power known to be.
How can such death not bring sorrow,
but Glee?-
I cannot, yet I strive, to cut this Cancer from me.