Supernumerary
12-28-15
Although this world is full of sweet brandishes
I can see the light in that I have the right
The temple of the Lord, me
These, O hang tight
If ye thoroughly execute judgment
Of our smart-money bets placed by experienced gamblers
The Spirit flows through me today to unriddle the mystery
And to fiddle with our science and history
On our joint-stool in all supernumerary
Of our standard number yet cumbersome
Behold ye doubt these truthful words that always profit
Oppress not the fatherless or the widow and just be you....
Timber Right
12-28-15
Moreover my flesh will rest in hope
Today I am good to myself
And this evening manage and cope
As my heart sleeps timbersome
With our timber right
Life is getting better for those that believe it
For our claim of trees not too proud to be down on our knees
Behold ye trust in lying words that do not profit
I feel like I've been writing for a thousand years
One day in the eyes of God
In the hand I gave your fathers forever....
On Jeremiah 7:17
12-28-15
Longsided and longsome no longer
Quite as lonesome, Hudibrastic
Our mock-heroic verse
In rhymed Iambus pentameter
Suck it up as lights go down
In need of butter for her tail
she gives her life to those that crave it
In the house that is called by thy name today
I am good to myself
O, come and stand before me
O, beseech and implore me
O, kill ye murder and steal
According to the way you might feel
And three more weekends of smooth talking longsided....
Jong
12-28-15
On Boxing Day
According to the calendar
A look in your eyes
There's one thing I know
O, come and stand before me
And never mind the noise you heard
We are delivered to serve our neighbor
To burn incense unto yourself
Not the smoothest of ways
Reeling in my Atka mackerel
Break out that tarter sauce to jong, to train
To write a new song but not in vain
Giddyup O, Atisma
You are looking good today.....
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