O, Regina
4-2-16
I stop keeping track of every blessing
Morning, our gift of God
In falsetto of soprano
The circle won't be broken
Say man, when are you going again up the river
To the market in the sight of Saul's servants
A woman comes out a' dancing
O, not another regicide
Lay down your sword and regard it
Only as an embellishment
My elder daughter, Murad, I give thee to wife
O, what is your alibi
O, who am I?
What is my life that I should be a son
Some good fortune for the valley
Waking these hills to disinter other pet rocks
Just to look upon
Nobody knows but me....
On First Samuel 18:19-23
4-2-16
Go lightly from the edge
O, be thou my protective hedge
Promising never to part
Who am I to speak the word?
To set affront and display to go on a hunt
For my army as a polemic and a conversationalist
My old man would kick my butt if I voted for Hillary
By the polyene for my knee to be as a snare
Given wife to Adriel
Michael loved David but for what
He won't wear out his welcome
Great is our reward in heaven
Seem it to you a light thing to be the kings son....
Saul Escapes
4-2-16
O, has the rain let up
Or is that only wishful thinking
God be merciful and compassionate
As I step out for another
Fighting my Philistines
Turning the other cheek
Pied piper of the desert
You're the same at twilight and gloaming
Two hundred bring the foreskins
You wild Nevada of my heart
To ripple down the valleys
With what power do you cut your canyons
Drifting into the cloudier part of the day
Saul escapes.....
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