Bilious
9-28-16
Leading him to the well
Drinking tap water of heaven and hell
Remind him, would it not somewhat
I feel a virtue go out of me
To one denied to drink in denial
We lie to but think his take, my oath
Not to for cunning
Old scotch hunks to measure our attainments
Yet bilious
It can happen to anyone
By the nozzle at the end of my hose
Jesus knows
God cover my tracks
In that I still have seven packs
Back home to his place
According to the mercy and grace
Of an excess of secretion
Let me waltz right in
By the three hundred that lapped
Will I save you
Bilious of an excess of secretion
Right where you've always been....
Fair Enough
9-28-16
Unfair weather, fair enough
So be it, Amen
Hear it, drip it, just another bad trip
Thy tools take human faces
No sidesaddle nor pillow
First to meet our gracious viceroy
By glycol lyrrolic
Of goat wing commander
Taking victuals in my knapsack
I missed my lunch yesterday
In that I was feeling bad
Knowing that I've been had
O, nozzle olfactory
Got to go mad
And it came our days the same night
The fish would bite
I have delivered it with thine hand
Go now with Phurah
Down to the host of the camp
And never mind ones extinguished lamp
O, leave it there to simmer.....
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