
Lorick #125:
the first time i tried it i knew
with the air all around me time flew
i'm a bucker of trends
...since I hung with the men
where I died? no one knows... in the blue...
But first, we solve #126 - here it is one last time:
the son of the morning, perhaps
at first not the worst - 'til he snaps
not quite best of the best
by which, later, distressed
once good, and then bad... then: collapse