spaniel

The No Spaniel
8-25-17

God knows I'm tired
But at least I got some rest
For we are in bondage
In doing more than our best
There she is at twelve pillars
Half of the blood into basins
And half upon the altar
Destroying the craft of our Zoramites
The mirror has something to say
As part of the longing
As the strongest will doesn't want to wait
For chicken and corn in their wars hereafter
All for he that is sent
And the spokesman starting over in Daniel
Thanking God for the rusty cod is not a spaniel
What does this have to do with anything at all?




On Daniel 1:12
8-25-17

Praying with all of my might
Just to be right here
Brought to repentance with a heavenly fear
In the reign of the judges
I forgot all of my grudges
An account is given of our wars
And on that train rides gamblers and whores
I'm just using these books for rhymes
I am not eloquent
As far as wind chimes to suffer the pains
Of a damsel's soul
Prove thy servants and get back on the roll
Not all of Willie's songs sound the same
No matter what they say
"Okay" says the devil
As home is right here and now
Prove thy servants
I am not eloquent!