Abide In Prosperity
3-21-15
Ever of old
O, his tender mercies more precious than gold
Soon we will know not the cold
None can keep alive his own soul
By his loving kindness
All is to be bought and sold
Instructing sinners in the way ever of old
The humble and meek of the judgment and the justice we seek
He will guide us on through
Pardon mine iniquity for it is great
My soul will dwell at ease and abide in prosperity
Malarkey so my English teacher exclaims
In a dream of my enthusiasm
To return to a class I have not taken
I may have been mistaken
Ever of old
Moreover let him be your fear
As the beginning of all understanding...
Furthermore
3-21-15
A male without blemish
At ones own voluntary will
So I hire today
To make clean my windowsill
She says I'm in need of assistance
For signs and wonders
But I must say
I'm satisfied in my spoils and plunders
Think not ahead, the wise man said
Keep on writing and stay out of bed
So says the pothead
And keep on playing albums
Of the Grateful Dead
For today I am stuffed and well fed
Moreover and furthermore
Write with a man's pen
Upon these tablets of stone....
Careful With The Sponge
3-21-15
Going to battle again with my kitchen sink
Smell of Lysol on my hands
Really makes me think
It shows I'm working on it
Trembling on the brink
Nevertheless the gloom will be as daylight
Now made more available due to the season
By the Way of the sea beyond Jordan
Thirsty for the rivers is our reason
Remembering brother Eugene
A name I can mention
Because he is in a Floyd tune
In their early years
Going to battle again
With my cabinet doors
Lysol on my hands
So repels the whores
A laugh and a half
But I forget just how to...
My Warrior's Sandal
3-21-15
Putting on my warrior's sandal
For my noisy battle
I go to war with the dirt of another scandal
Raising oxen, sheep and cattle
Trying to live just for today
Nevertheless unto us a Child is born
Unto us a Son is given
Wonderful, O Councellor, O mighty
Tomorrow this I will celebrate
He will make it glorious
By the Way of the sea
O, will I ever touch my toes
In those waters again
Come the increase of his government and peace
Jesus knows
To but activate another pen
And the rod of his oppressor
The poet strives for mastery of deep thoughts
By the purchase of another plastic pack of ten....
Asshur
3-21-15
Come regard for the peculiar people
We are his treasure
Not according to the height of the steeple
We are his pleasure
Going to battle with the toilet again
A man ought to respect it
Woe unto those who write of misfortunes
Which they have prescribed in leisure
Swallowed up and destroyed
I pour myself another cup
To be made again tomorrow morning overjoyed
But not too much of a smile a man can put on
Asshur in the Hebrew
Not such a bad place after all
Come regard for his peculiar people
God is still on his throne.....
Calneh
3-21-15
At Calneh, at Carchermish
Places I have never known
Where we can bring up some good fish
Be careful with that sponge, Eugene
A name I can mention
Because such is written in an old Floyd tune
By the light of tonight's new moon
Part of my dark side at Hamath like Arpad
Some abominations are not really all that bad
As Samaria like Damascus
In some things such as these
I don't mind going mad
O, how can God be jealous when he knows
I suppose it is because he loves us
As compassion like a rose
She grows....
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