Vicomte
11-12-15
Let it stand five minutes
Conscientious not to go to her too soon
To say unto the wicked ye will surely die
To save his life
How dare do I say this to anyone
And am I worthy to
Ezekiel
Forty-eight chapters of the hard stuff
Ones victome webbed for toes and fingers
Where diversity yet lingers
A beautiful thing for violinists and singers
Connected by the membrane
For both left and right wingers
Behold that should put bands upon thee
Go out for a smoke and call it seven
For the sake of superstition
For six is as imperfection
And thou not go out among them...
At A Table for Two In A Dark Room
11-12-15
Weir covers Bob
For next summer's season of the corn cob
And it came to pass in those days
That there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus
That all the world shall be taxed
I ain't gonna work on Maggies farm no more
Mother tells me to watch my language
At about ten till four at a table for two in a dark room
As so my thumb is sore
Making my tongue to cleave to the roof of my mouth
That I be dumb and not to them a reprover
The voice still says go out and have one and call it seven
Wist ye know that I must be about my father's business...
Through (One Gate)
11-12-15
In the fifteenth year of the reign of Tiberius
So is the setting of Luke chapter three
With too much detail to mention here
Know the facts and be free from doubt and fear
And all flesh will see the salvation
You come in through One Gate
The only one to protect from the thief
Wanting to ruin our lives
Every day they see a shepherd
And a flock not used for food
But for their wool
Not to be rude in belching on the barstool
These were my days of excess and I played the fool
Setting a camp also against it with battering rams
For the reheating of stuffing, corn and yams
I know what you want so says He....
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