I had completely forgotten about this until tonight when a friend of mine reminded me. Here is a rambling verse of alliteration:

Preening, plumed poppinjays, peacocking and prattling over perfect 10 packages
propagating the presumptuous preconception of
pacifists, passing peacefully, prizes presented pleasingly
Appeasing the presiding pastor's preceding sermon preaching
the parallels between presidents and polygamy
prosecuting the prolifery of penalizing pyrrhic victory
Where pawns with premade speeches parley pint-sized pieces
pacing their parrotry with props sent from purgatory
that pageantry, passively presenting pandemic panic as reality
purging the peasantry of purloined pre-eminence, see
until the past, previously incarcerated, prevails in
auspiciously precipitating suspicious prescience
in the printed paper, painting preference for papacy
in the face of prevalence of pissantry
paling in comparison to the passé prevarication
of press-ganged prisoners parroting parables ceaselessly