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Underlip
7-5-13

By way of my underlip and jaw
I enjoy my rutabagas and turnips raw
Being unique in such a habit  such as this
satisfied and content with my state of mild bliss
Seeking not deeper ecstasy of the Being I once known
Happy with my peace of mind
Where nothing needs be carved in stone
By my way of such underlip and jaw
Wielding as a weapon this love that is the higher law....





Found
7-5-13

That which was lost has once again been found
In my lucid dreams of the flooding of my Plymouth Sound
Where I wade in joy like I was once again a boy
In that my Mahogany oar serves as my new toy
When upon my raw fish
Yes, I prefer my soy
Knowing not the dream as such takes place
Given all evidence and manifestation
Today of God's good grace....




Prod
7-5-13

Anticipating yet to come my sweeter years
Moving on along with my shepherds and muleteers
Making my request of my God being one of acceptance
To the scourging rod
Clad in my luck of the Irish green shirt
In that I play with fire and not get hurt
Anticipating the best yet to come....





Hunt
7-6-13

On the hunt for mastodons and megatheres
Leaning on the rock of such a love that casts out all fears
In search for more than ivory by which miners shed their tears
Digging deep in search for more and more
Yet to be as purified as we are yet pure
On another prolific Sabbath
With memories of carousing by the shore....