Thou Art Lukewarm
11-23-16
Water underneath the bridge
Where we are all dying
Base not success on doctrine
Where the devil is lying
Ephraim mixed with other ethnic groups
Come parallels of Israel
To the Americas now and then
For how to count to ten
Sometimes the word might seem bleak
But we must still diligently seek
Way behind the shady trees
Dark words and sad commentaries
In starting a new life finding it sweet to the soul
Doctor Rushing was filling in
O, harmony anew and grey hairs spiritually
This is heavy.....
Hard Browed
11-23-16
Losing our sensitivity
Taking a beating makes one hard browed and stiffnecked
Turned aside by our Delilah and two hours to spare
Given eye salve to see it up close
Admit the condition in Kingscomtown
Confess all iniquities in Memphis
We lose our testimony in filth ridden vice
You are my sunshine
Second pot of coffee not wise
Not even in my own eyes
I would have believed in myself at the chime of ten
Our one ring that we still covet
Yet to burst the tympanum
This is heavy...
Plumy Blast
11-23-16
No use in playing it safe
When you know the danger
Just like honey from a bee
Where tears dry up
Yes, I blow it in such indifference
For a cake not turned, not balanced
Well you know she's alright with me
But not to mix and mingle with those who take advantage
Puffing a pungent plumy blast
Watering barren lands with ones tears
No use in playing it safe
Guinness shirt, no longer public
Come nutty gizzards....
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