Folderol
7-25-17
In a great chariot was our Judas Iscariot
Therefore I am for you and execute judgment
In the midst of thee
In the sight of all nations
For warm brown eyes
And lips just barely apart
By the wild beat of the heart
As to nip and tuck
Gaining advantage
Closely contested with competitions
To search the horizon
And as for Jupiter and Mars
In this million years of strife morose
Fathers eat two sons in the midst of thee
For Folderol of fancy
Where the emblems are its wheel.....
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