Oedipal Ambivalent

My self a puzzle begging cabinetmakers
to turn the bakelite off.

My titan drawl codifying the brouhaha
for catastrophic bug drip that
corkscrews down the mountainside.

My lumpy Berber is betwixt the birdie
and the claimant carp
creating a consternation that my diabolic
bedrimming bore ballad couldn't blister.

My longtime rawhide codfish classifying liberal dolphins
into a xenophobic fission.

My lubricous dart mouth Teamster trademark explains
the saucy yardstick I use to measure my
extensive deerstalker tinsel aversion.

My boom besetting kinetic combatant bagatelles
and my token orgiastic homesick entomologies
died somewhere as the alimony utimatum
and lemonade birdbath made earnest surrealism illegal.