Poem of "The McWilliamses and the Burglar Alarm" by Mark Twain

Activity: write up a poem using 10 unknown words.

1.riot

2.burglar

3.refurnish

4.glance

5.flung (fling)

6.dazzling

7.shrewdly

8.delusion

9.vacated

10.tinware

11.feeble

12.uneasiness 

Among the riot of my life and my burglar soul, I discovered I have a tinwared heart that vacated everything with a dazzling light and that only leaves delusion.

Now, I have just happy feeble memories that forsake me in uneasiness, shrewdly those memories become something I can't ignore or reject.

Why? Because it flings me in an unheard world where anything can't be refurnished and that's the reason why I don't want to glance at what I have done.