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1-1-16
Prophets prophesy lies so to say this is negative
But it is as it is
To celebrate such would be wise
And the deception of our hearts that mislead us
And I will give you lasting peace fulfilled
Behold the prophets say unto them
You shall not see the sword
Some have troubled you with words
But He that builds all things is the Lord
James announces decision of councils
For the outcalling of Gentiles
Our trecento we make perfect sense of....
Our Cerberus
1-1-16
Etonian elegance fills the room with a sweet savor
On the Thames opposite Windsor
My only resolution is to enjoy it
Our shift and His modest proposal
Our Marius and his political rival of mere survival
And Etonian enthusiasm
Every new day is a gift
A Boob for all seasons, how can he lose
O, Treckschlyte
Where did you get such a name
And another Cerberus of out fustian
Another fix is imperative
Some things never change
Unless you choose to make revision and provision
To sop and saturate
And to strengthen the things that remain....
Sop, Dip and Soak
1-1-16
For the virgin daughter of my people
Is broken with a great breach
And we must learn again what we have thought we would teach
To sop, dip and soak
Our need for the trip and another smoke
Plenty of music to work with
I spend it till I'm broke
Peremptory
Ambiguous
Not allowing contradiction or refusal
Let mine eyes run down with tears of joy
Three hours and I can get on with it
With my only resolution
To enjoy....
On Jeremiah 14:20
1-1-16
The bootlegs work
Our tent pegs still jerk
They have none to bury them
As Quaternions will carry them
I will pour all righteousness upon those whom try again
Putting an end to all debate
Has thou hereby rejected me in times past
I'm another weekend billionaire
According to the blessing at hand
Yes, we acknowledge you
Today will be a Floyd day
The bootlegs still work
And no such promises are made
We have sinned against thee
Some whom went out from us
Have troubled you with words...
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