If we knew one way out another

To shudder

To sing forth fairy

Outside a disgrace field

Waste field

Forward follow in a

Finance tizzy

Tundra 

Turning

Under

Burning

Business asunder

Out the blunder

Search for one ticket

Away to fail

In fortune a new earth

To this one in jail by

Monument

Suffering

Syndrome out a passion to this

One under the stash of it,

Quick with the Nash of it

Another city on the splits

From the Ritz

As eloquent as a pigeon

Something in remission

Never mind the Winder back to blitz.