Mileage
4-23-17
Senile cat senses spirits in my room
As a railing placed on the back of my favorite effervescent elephant
Therefore neither thought nor fear can stop me now
Cool enough in here to close the window
As surprised in doing turned about for the rolling of the mileage
As a man whom despises to beg
Nature will pull my other leg
Transpierced of seven dolors
Waiting for transport in the joy I know in madness
I have not found so great faith
No, not in all of Israel for mileage...
Trouble Not Thyself
4-23-17
Come order of tasks
By the border of sweet flasks
I am also a man set under authority
Trouble not thyself
Sent returning for ones learning
Into a city called Nain
Where there is a multitude of sin
Yes it was her he was looking at
On the roof to only change what is done
God's exchange sense of sight for sun and flowers
For the forty hours of adoration
As to leave the premises unnoticed by and by
For this natural high
In bears dead men carried out
Is this what it's all about
Or do you yet doubt?
Fitly
4-23-17
His mother was a widow
All around the bend
My mutual friend till the end
Showing us by the side of His love
Measured not out in yards
What saith Scripture
Invite in even the bondwoman and her son
Not a Jew outwardly in flesh
Come on get up and dance along
To what you are enabled to sing
Come morning birds by our own names and personalities
As fire will mean our joy
Fitly is she too in today's skies of blue
Prophesy's restrained...
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