Paces

When you crack an egg, I am owed the yoke. Natural law has supplied the terrible ones according to width. So find no cause against my eclipse. Harbor no silent curse in your heart, neither speak it into the air. Rather stand behind me during sunrise. I am wide. The first rays are not health to your constitution. Tenderness is shielded, or does nakedness proceed a coat of mail? Will I be tutored by a wisdom free of callous and scab? Subordinate your cup to mine. Quench your thirst from my dregs, and do not count it a dishonor. Learn to drink in after the manner of princes. In time you will be to others what I am at present to you; a covering. If I run hot water, you would be wise to grab a wash cloth. Fear no competition with the birds of the air for discarded morsels, but when I set my dish in the sink, yours may go upon the table. If your cufflinks are silver, see to it that mine are gold. How will you spend your discretionary pay? Have you considered that your excellency goes without tea and is low on bread? Make my life comfortable and you will be given charge over a crop of pliable minds. Be gilded in all things from business to literature, from love to prayer. And when I lay my head never to pick it up again, you will posses a broadside impressive enough to run afoul of any city ordinances. It will be a veriticality of undeniable rule. Until then you should never know the color of my tie or pocket square.