Mood Swings

MANIA slides phlegmatic him outside habit’s stable course:
SALTY sea dog now fluent in choler’s rant, tailing into
PHASE of sanguine bold exertion before
SWOON, then awakening to new melancholy knowledge: we live and move in shifting substrate

Pirate dialogue

‘DRAFT, there’s a draft! Close the door!’
‘LEANT on it, sure I did. Blew open once more.’
‘A(h), ZURE, that’s what ya always swore.
ARRAY wif ya! I’ll see ya no more.’

Shirk Abstraction

SHIRK abstraction. Celebrate, say,
GUAVA, a concrete fruit. Green, verruca’ed, yet it sweetly blends.
OPINE? No, leave tedium of punditry for others.
FABLEd zero sums sum life without living water.