More Gossips Emily

Question..It's so Emily! How does one find the time Emily, with all of these one, two or three liners. Is it the guilty connivance, that blows the breeze through the leaves of your touch, with your ever guinness smile? One night stands, rock and roll bands, drinks to cool magics smoke filled hands. Still I peck away, when instead I should be filled with buffs of mystery that must elude it's thrill. Poet Emily, poor poor bootless Emily, you know what you wanted it was just all the others that washed in your mysterious hands.