Clear and Precise...

What’s clear and precise?
They rolled six sided dice.
Finding naught so nice…

They saved one and
called the rest, barbarian.

But who were they?
My minds eyes find in disguise…
Monks in Mason’s clothing
Knotting what the ham was knowing
Snotting on the lamb for showing
What the stars, are all about.

Shottie in the shorts I shout…
”... the Other They, said, the secrets out…”

Secrets out
Scout.
Form Creator, creAtes