Only Four Out Of All Of Them

High-he’s been!
Dry- as a gin!
One was a tint at heart,
A smoke with the flame apart.

Fine- to the core!
Sublime-I’m sure!
Another was a kettle,
A dam for water to settle.

Humorous-yes!
Mordant- her address!
A box of giggle left on the floor,
Vibrant steeple, a Mediterranean store.

Cuddly- perhaps!
Quiet- a lapse!
They all were statues of abuse,
They were the offerings burnt for the views.

Leonell