Fortnight (Faint-Hearted)
4-23-17
Ton of hay, listen here darling
As won over in the month of May
I will ask but not tempt Him
Well I know that God understands me
Missing church to see my family
Faint-hearted for two tails of these smoking firebrands
Gathering together without distinction of social class
Reciting our own litany
For Barbara and Brittany
And Christ as a stone of stumbling
And a rock of offense
Well I know as leaves in verdure soon grow
Seek the Lord and not peeping wizards
For the ministering angel
I beg you healing
As not to forget our fortnight....
That's Another No-no
4-23-17
By Love's Labor's Lost
Better to have loved
As men rejoice by ones free choice
To joy in harvest and pay no mind to it
Devil's voice familiar spirits
As to dwell on Mount Zion
In the backwash in the black and bloody mire
And another good session
speaking messianically
We in darkness see a great light
Of the increase of government of peace
He will be a prince of such
Always something to live for
No matter how bad it can but become
As the grievously afflict
By way of such....
Sucking Bottle
4-23-17
Children for signs and wonders
Young for lightning and thunders
To show unto you whom we are like
For two big but lovely tears leading up to this day
Mom's birthday as Gertie wished to goodness
Shine through my window as to dig deep and lay the foundation
Any flowers that bloom like madness in the spring
Where the flood arose and Jesus knows
The anon head to toes
Minding your underlip
As the annunciation august inspiring awe
And love the higher law
Inspiring admiration
Good to go....
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