Humility is always false.
Wrong.

Indelicate essence.
Wrong.
 

Wrong.
Wrong.
 

I dream of white obelisks in red-monotone.
Half-wrong.
 

Pride writhes, returning upon itself.
??

Wrong.
In the town of Mayfair,
 

a turnip was as good as a house,
if that house were half as good

as the brook divine in its subterfuge
as it
 

vined and redefined what was forest
and what was ground.

Wrong.
Wrongly Wrong

Wrong Wrong
Wrongly Wrong and

Wrong Wrong
Wrong

Wrong!
Wrong.

Dramamine Chasm,
a Polish jerk who wants to take everything apart,

so that you may learn how to put it together
again,

and you want to fail.
Fail.
 

Two towers high as the planes that in autumn
Wrong.