What's Up (The Sermon)
8-23-17
Making myself friendly
To the sound of Stray Cats
Good sound to those with an open mind
On glockenspiel composed of a set of saturated steel bars
Between the going up of the corner and classic cars
For I was the King's cupbearer
Boarding my own Narcissus
For to taste the darkness of the quarter deck
All for night watchmen
Take no gift for it blinds the wise
By affluence for our influence
By the babbling of eastern language
Saying, "What's up?"
Can be a sermon of its own....
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