Calling calmly, closed on to this creed
Casting music with a cane of a celt, until instruments cede
Coming from my cyst, crawling onto cotes, as cows breed
Crafting a curia and case it's crown, calm the cig, ain't a steed
Crave my cape, as criminals are cited, coming in like a cascade
Care within the cake as I cater to the cellmates, a casual charade
Cold claws cut your cord, as I cash in chaos, to cease the crusade
Crux of the core, creamy and cozy, creepy and cute
Cross through the crowls, cosh you crucially, cuff you by the cowl
Claim the choir, crave the coir, can of caff, crazed by caffeine