3. The Impossible Things - Part 11

There are no imitable styles,
There is plagiary, but it’s no feat.
There are no inexplosible piles,
And you won’t stand the uranium heat.
There are no unforceable smiles,
But it’s seen if it is counterfeit.
There are no uncoverable miles
If there’s someone far off you will meet.

There are no unbeatable guns,
But no matter! you’ve no time for all.
There are no untakeable buns:
Anybody can startle the world.
There are no uninventable puns,
But be sure they get what’s being told.
There are no unquenchable suns:
Time will come and our star will be cold.

There are no discontinuable fails
If you think you’re a slave, not a king.
There are no unweatherable gales:
Don’t be frightened, hearing how winds sing.
There are no untwistable tails,
But beware of getting a quick sting.
There are no unrangeable pales,
So be sure that you are not within.

There are no untossable hats,
But we may adore not the right ones.
There are no unslackenable bats
If you’re sick and tired of joys and runs.
There are no unsmellable rats:
Sometimes troubles are coming by tons.
There are no unfryable fats,
So politicos will go great guns.

There are no wastable weeks
If the one that you love’s always near.
There are no undespisable sneaks
If their cowardice was betrayed clear.
There are no unclimbable peaks
If you’re an excellent mountaineer.
There are no uncaressable cheeks
Of the one who to you is much dear.

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