Allow me to opine and tell you of my bright shine.
First hearing a chime, I began to rhyme.
Then upon seeing the sign from the shrine.
The bloodline then drawn and combined.
The deadline in my mind now Gods of Jain.
And now aligned, priorities assigned.
I looked inside and behold a gold-mine.
Inside my mind. A party-line, transmission line.
Complete with interior design.
An enter-twined pipeline to Palatine.
Behold the divine. So sublime is thine.
Allow me to draw the line.
To the dollar sign and the genuine,
Mainline of the Rhine.