Sunday, March 19, 2017

lightfoot

Lightfoot
2-20-17

Monday holidays always throw us off course
But at least I have my eighty-five dollars
Time to cut my fingernails
This time don't use scissors
As leaves are starting to bloom
Ever so nice, this weather and several coppers
To toss by the wayside
Still trying to reach out
Take no thought of mammon
God will provide
In need of a new heart
When the other one lied
Lighfooted and nimble quick and light in movement
In another New Jersey night
Cleverly contrived his words that serve as bread
Tis a merry rogue agile and lively today
I believe that there is hope in the government
That is on his shoulders
As so we allege...





Turnspit
2-20-17

Making up my mind
That I need to go onward
Agile and well coordinated
I was beside myself about Jesus
The way we ought to be
Poor house of bare larder
Quotha!
For turnspit our menial occupation
Stay awhile on a perfect day to walk the mile contrived
I survived with those good times of the fifth day of May
I remember and observe her birthday
As to vary and fluctuate
Be kind if you cannot be great
Sunny sky aquablue, waver not
O, look straight on for pens in coffee cups
Some things never change so it seems
In blue collar dreams
Quotha!




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