Friday, December 29, 2017

the one

Could She Be The One?
11-29-17

See inside where there's nothing to hide
Not even the love mixt into pride
Soon I get my ride
If not quite as high as this degree
Good morning and goodnight
As to own all you see
For fit the living Celts
We pray for those that suffer much
Special cat that she is
Always needed to force a smile for the photograph
Not to lose that light in my eyes
As to become myself
Did you see it clear enough
Achieving all ambitions
O, could she be the one
Asking what do I want out of life
And I answer with the Word of Well Being
Where seven unities are to be preserved
Did you really know it could come to this....





Of Fainted Frame
11-29-17

Just as He chose him
Burned him and froze him
Just as he is
Yowza! Gee whiz!
Predestining us to adoption
Where ignorance is
We longed an option
In the heavenly places
Too long my boot laces
O, Saint not sinless
As members when we sleep we win
Of Civil List pension
And after school detention
So what's it going to be for the musick
What is the band of your free choice
As it's back to Dylan and friends
And love enduring that she sends
Of highest academic distinction
Let's see what I can come up with today
For this dispensation of stewardship
And a cry for freedom....





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