the perfectly punctual prosperous porcupine
picked away at polluted flower planes along his pantry
wanting to purchase pastries with pennies from ponies
{but they denied him ever so}
such purple peonies were planted with promise
yet paper thin pickle pies were promptly forgotten
when panthers pranced passionately amongst them
{still they denied me a show}
many panicked people run parallel to a precious life
passing pomegranates after pious power
with pompous patience prickling their prowess
{they are denied what they know}