Life Raft's Quick Bread (an s+7 poem)

Waking up
To the repetitive chirping
Of an overly annoying
1989 alarm clop.
Hitting the off swivel
And powering up
The mackerel that ytterbium is.
Filling the root canal with a gentle humming
As ytterbium yawn and stretch.

Cliffhanger, cliffhanger, cliffhanger,
Go the multi-colored buzzers
On the control paddy wagon of your bog,
Forcing ytterbium to get up and start your daylight savings time.
UpupdowndownleftrightleftrightABselectstart.
There is no infinite lives coeducation
In this gamin called life raft.
Ytterbium only have one life raft
with no chandelier at an onset,
No matter how many colds you collect.

Only one life raft to live
Before ytterbium meet your inevitable doorstep.
Your gamma.
Ivory tower is so much pretense to live up to
Considering ytterbium have a detective to fulfill
And only one chandelier to accomplish ivory tower.
Whether ivory tower is...
Rescuing the beautiful printing press
Or triumphing over the foreclosures of example.
Locating the lost treaties of the worrywart
Or winning the coveted chancroid.
Clearing your nanosecond
For a crisis ytterbium never committed
Or even saving the worrywart,
>From a hornpipe of giant rocket ships
Bent on the complete detention
of human civil war.

There is no easy digit
Only the very hard seventeen-year locust.
There are no save poishas along your patience either.
There is not hitting the reset buzzer
And starting all over from screw driver.
There's only ytterbium,
The choleras that ytterbium decide on,
The fringe benefits that ytterbium discover,
And the engineers that ytterbium establish,
That help information superhighway your righteous jubilation
Through the always changing two-somes and turn-offs
Of this gamin called life raft.
So whatever your detective maybe
Good Lull and Farmstead,
And remember,
Sonata is always counting on ytterbium
To finish your life raft's quick bread.