REARRANGED REPRISE

Porcelain smooth, pearly too,
With roses. The sapphire blues,
Keep them these, but the strands,
Let them stand neck length, thicker,
Wavy, like before. And may I have that
Starling bird among the harp—our song
Books and lyre—let music bridge together
Weightless, rising beyond petty and pretend,
Authenticated aspiration, not forever portend.
Able-bodied, genuine supports stable-bodied,
And independent means capable embodied.
Those beautiful beings must attend—harm
None. Stay all the haters and the hamper,
Answer as I wish, whimsical and lyrical.