Ah, Teneriffe!
Retreating Mountain!
Purples of Ages — pause for you —
Sunset — reviews her Sapphire Regiment —
Day — drops you her Red Adieu!
Still — Clad in your Mail of ices —
Thigh of Granite — and thew — of Steel —
Heedless — alike — of pomp — or parting
Ah, Teneriffe!
I’m kneeling — still —
Slant Rhyme–not just
Lazy–but Hark! Not only
random–Capitalization
It does’nt even–Pwn–
I feel that if I speak this poem aloud, the catastrophic consequence would surely lead to the end of mankind as we know it. p.s. slant rhyme is just plain LAZY!!