This day I praised to be raised,
Not to be stranded but to be appraised,
Ye deserved more than to be caged,
Let me do what I know, so not to be caged.

Praises is thy meal,thy favorite and thy power,
Ageless drum should be out,out this hour,
Of all where should I begin from,
I've come to show and to thrum.

So I bent, doing it myself,
Something changed, even my shelf,
I tried to look good, just to do it,
To do it, I promised to perfect it.

My rules, none,just etiquettes,
Knowing supreme got my tickets,
On what to do with it tone,
All strengthened including my bone.

Assistance with this matters most,
Since my praises is for the host,
Just merriment,
Not detriment.

Evermore it continues to be,
Plausible,yea not hurtful like a bee,
Bringing more to my doorstep,
Since am all, on praise footstep.