Gopher hole in the aim

Labs are set
The corn is high
The whiskey is consumed
The merit runs dry

But wands of steel
Disagree at will
There is no gay
Its all a bad pill.

So the children are set
The amazement in order
The tact is gone
The soul not a recorder

But the dignity is just
And the world is awry
The shoulder of its face
Is awful and bly

So the kids are hilly
And the billy is billy
The silly is still ahead
And the candy comes out red

The silver is gone
The apple in the sun
The frond at the even
The kill was with Steven

But what of the answer
To the long gone conclusion riddle may

What will be of the soul
Of the fresh and the bly?

A hearse for the end
They all come in two
They like to be happy
Let them sweat their due

So be still at the maze
And kill that there is no grave

For the diamond in the rough
The hole of the bluff

Sentence them to hard work
Hurt their little dirt

Stay ahead of their time
You need not shell out a dime

But without the dignity of disgrace
There is nothing to erase the face

Of the ill will at the start
They are not grass or the part