curds

Words And Curds
2-18-18

Clapton may as well be church music
Program of the tunes for many more new moons
And it came to pass it is a frequent repetition of declining
Can't back out now
God has plans for me being there
And I won't stand them up
But I will refill my cup
O, look beyond what you think to see
All but the bathroom sink to you and me
Through trained professionals
I am fortunate just to be writing these words
Here on my knees curds but no such fear....





Prevail And Sob Not
2-18-18

"Sob", so whispers one that thinks too much
About making a note of the rage not for hate
As to but create for life on the Savanna
O, be the power and savor that fine hour
With a help of a mentor no more as bitter or even sour
I love you anyway as a brother of another mother
For the ensign to Liahona
Lord, wilt their cause as eyes to be opened
In easy assumptions and stereotypes worthily partaking of these sacraments
O, we hope as to counsel us to pray about it
In my soul I want you to be it
"Sob!"....






Pat (Under My Hat)
2-18-18

It's going to be a big change
But I'm going to make it
Numerous then and of multitudes today
God have me to beat the slick spots
God bless Pat under my own hat
Lovely to see you in our emerging member
I can tell when you lie
It's looking good for valiant elders
What's it all about?
Hakuna mantra
O, yea I must admit that I don't know why I care
But I don't mind all for the white elephant
All is relevant in Jarom today
We seek it through the mist of sorrow and joy
Make our paths straight.....





On Jarom 1:7
2-18-18

Behold it is expedient that I work on it today
For funnel cakes and hotties for her
Were the righteous cut off?
Even as I have seen overflowing with fatness
God have the sermon to enlighten me
And on Tuesday lighten my load
God and weather permitting
Come near, ye nations
It's only ugly when we misunderstand
O, Toku Wabohu rendered with a stronger back
I take that risk as tackle is loosed
And shackle is juiced
Where the lame take prey for galleys with orbs
That's work!